Visits from home on the Canaries

When I crossed the Atlantic about 15 years ago, we started the trip from San Sebastian in La Gomera, so I knew that we had to visit this little gem of an island. As we approached the marina, I finally got the cruising guide out – only to read that it’s a bad idea to just show up here without a reservation… But since we were already there, we figured we would have the best chance of getting a berth if we went into the marina. And it turned out to be no problem, they had loads of space for boats smaller than 10 meters. Continue reading

Kid boats and Christmas in the Canaries

Arriving in Gran Tarajal on Furteventura was quite the contrast from touristy Lanzarote. In this sleepy town, the streets were covered in sand and the boats in the marina seemed to have been staying there for a very long time. We enjoyed the laid back atmosphere, and soon the kids realized that the boat across from us had a Belgian boy onboard. They couldn’t really understand each other, but Mattis got a truck out and soon the language differences didn’t matter. Continue reading

Lanzarote; the island of fire and lava

The sail down to the Canaries ended up taking four days. The whole trip was done using the genoa alone, and was a pretty rough affair, with large waves and quiet strong wind. But then we were in the Canaries! Since arriving in the Mediterranean in September, we had had the feeling that we were running from the weather, and now, in early December, we were finally in the Canaries where the sun was shining and we didn’t have to bring an umbrella everywhere we went. Continue reading