For once in the Canaries, we are waiting for wind. Just at the Northern end of Fuerteventura, the lively town of Corralejo is our temporary base. The sea is glassy and only disturbed by the whitewash crests that thunder across the volcanic reef in the distance. When the breeze sticks we will head southwest, close to Fuerteventura's sandy coastline and around the southern tip of Gran Canaria before heading northwest to La Gomera to fill our tanks with sweet sweet water from the mountain and our lockers with fresh provisions. This is the plan and is naturally likely to change. Hopefully we shall catch some fish (now that all that boasting has ended).
A last blast in Brittany
7 years ago
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