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Gibraltar
Friday, November 27th, 2009Laura
Friday, September 11th, 2009Jordon and Andreas
Saturday, September 5th, 2009Natural talents
Sunday, July 19th, 2009Isn’t she pretty
Friday, May 22nd, 2009Look at this water!!!
Saturday, May 16th, 2009Even the Pacific or the Maldives would struggle to keep up with this cristal clear water in Turkey. Still a little bit nippy but every day of sunshine gets us closer to the perfect swimming. Boat is loaded up full with treats and we’re trying to dodge the summer crowds on our quest for the last unspoiled anchorages…
Now I see…
Wednesday, April 22nd, 2009Finally we get to know what it is like to sail without any commitments to be at a certain place at a cerain date. And it is fantastic! Just going with the wind, skipping bad weather and enjoying the good days to the fullest. Daysailing from one anchorage to the other. Catching up with good friends like Aleksey or Mike and Danıelle. That’s the way! …and I don’t even worry anymore that we still have no clue on what to do for work or even where to live in the future. It will all come together soon… I reckon… maybe …well, who cares!
Thanks mate!
Saturday, November 15th, 2008Thank you Dave…
Tuesday, November 4th, 2008for this poem….
An Ode to the Berlin Express
To those who have sailed the seven seas,
With help of gusts and gales and breeze,
No sight is as dear as a sunset with friends,
And so dear those friends will be ’till the end.
A red boat she is, almost 12 metres long,
A sight so beautiful, should be remembered in song.
Or at least a poem, a rhyme or a rap,
And hopefully in stanza which won’t be too crap!
I spent almost two weeks, feeling her keel,
Hoisting and steering, on course, with such zeal.
With Chloe, her smile, sarky wit and good nature,
Complemented by Stef, her hero and saviour.
Sea air, blue skies,
Rough waves, panda eyes,
All combine in my memory which over time will be hazy,
But thanks to the magic of Canon, I don’t mind being lazy,
For I can look back in time, with no need for distress,
On my wonderful time on the Berlin Express.