Time to Move on

13th January to 20th April 2023

Finally leaving La Gomera (Valle Gran Rey)

After over four months in the Canary Islands, mostly on my favourite island of La Gomera, it really is time to move on. I’ll probably leave from here, the island of La Palma, in a day or two.

Final bits of shopping from Tazacorte, La Palma

Four months is the longest time I have ever stopped anywhere in the world in the past eight years on Henrietta. (Even covid restrictions didn’t hold me back for so long.) It has for the most part been joyful, interesting, restorative and rewarding to settle for a while. I’ll summarise these months of relative stagnation and peace below.

Now though the nomadic instinct has resurfaced. The urge to move has come back. Ants in the pants can never stay quiet for long. Before moving on I thought I’d quickly write this update.

For the ever-indecisive sailor, choices of where to go after the Canaries are very tricky. The trouble is, you see, you can go north, south, east or west.

From the Canaries you can sail anywhere

Whichever direction you choose, there are wonderful delights and boundless possibilities. North to Azores, Mediterranean, Portugal, and Northern Europe; South to Cape Verde islands, then Brazil and South America; East to Senegal, Gambia and West Africa; or West, the most popular choice for sailors, to the Caribbean and then perhaps Panama Canal or North America.

The winds, predominantly northeast Trade Winds, favour voyaging south and west. Hence the huge annual winter yacht migration from here to the Caribbean. However, I’ve decided to go north. Winds are in the hands of the weather gods.

After many hours of consideration and talking with others of all the possibilities, I’ll probably go to England. It is my homeland and there are several matters to deal with, and the lure of Brussels sprouts.

Then, before the end of the summer, hopefully, I shall leave British waters again, once I’ve sorted out a few odds and ends, getting myself and Henrietta polished and strong. That, for Henrietta, is long-term planning: Wow! Plans devised for about six months into the future.

But, in case you’re interested, here’s how I’ve filled the past few months in warm winter sunshine.

Ever varied scenes from La Gomera walks
Looking down on upper Valle Gran Rey

Walking the hills and mountains of La Gomera with longish hikes every two or three days, it could be that I’ve walked nearly every single metre of the hundreds of kilometres of path and track that crisscross this charming island, and clambered up and down many thousands of metres. (Could I even become a guide for trekking on the island? I initially thought ‘yes that’s a good idea’ but alas the answer has to be ‘‘No, definitely not’. Trouble is, I get lost rather too often.)

Many paths are well signed, many not….

Few activities other than sailing over oceans give me the uplifting and humbling delight of mountain walks. You’d be an impervious sort of brute not to love the birdsong, the butterflies, the flowers and trees, the rocky ravines and volcanic landscapes, forests and lush green valleys, the peace and timeless clear skies of an island such as this. To feel so close and connected to beautiful unblemished parts of the planet is a real privilege.

Hungry cats share my lunch

Apart from visits of friends and family from England, I’ve enjoyed meeting dozens of local and visiting folk from most corners of Europe, plus a handful from North America; together with the small number of resident or semi-resident sailors. 

Roz and Johnny (eldest son) find a bit of local climbing
And some gentle sailing

There have been Christmas and New Year festivities with lots of singing and dancing and fireworks, a Carnival fortnight and, yes, more singing and dancing and fireworks. (N.B. I like fireworks and I can’t dance)

Then there are local beaches for regular swimming, plus I learn Spanish, try to keep abreast of world events, and there’s reading and lots of excellent podcasts to challenge, inform and amuse…..and of course there are the chores that go along with life anywhere. I wouldn’t say I’ve been wildly busy, but I have seldom stopped.

French/Portuguese kitten, name ‘Epoxy’, (not mine) settles in Roz’s birthday cake box

People sometimes ask, and I ask myself, what it is that I miss about England. I’ve thought about it occasionally and yet, despite trying hard, can only come up with a rather limp and pitiful looking list. 

Apart from the handful of friends and family in Britain who mean a lot to me, there really is not much. Perhaps BBC (though nowadays fairly accessible anywhere), varied lush green countryside (especially rural Devon), good drinking water, public libraries, familiar pleasing architecture, homemade marmalade and fresh Brussels sprouts. And, as I pay UK taxes I feel I earn a right to criticise and praise, where possible, my country’s virtues and priorities; (with other countries I’m more circumspect).

Thank you Canary Islands (and the coffee shops, bars, bus drivers and especially marina marineros) for giving me such a comfortable, secure and welcoming winter stay!

Carnival queen, San Sebastián de La Gomera
A much photographed house in Santa Cruz de La Palma
Farewell La Gomera

4 thoughts on “Time to Move on

  1. Hello. Good to hear ‘the ants in your pants’ have got the better of you! And you’re setting sail once more!
    We fly back to Newfoundland to Sandpiper next month, to sail to W. Greenland thence home to Wales. How exotic is that … Greenland- to-Pwllheli?!🤣 Your blog prompts us to ask how you wangled 4 months in the Canaries, being a UK citizen in Schengan area? We had to abort our ski season in the Italian Alps in Feb. on expiry of our allotted 90 days in EC. I’d be interested to know if you acquired a visa?


  2. Dear Mike

    Thanks so much for this – I loved reading your news and seeing the photos. If you have spare time on your travels, you should write a book as you are so eloquent.

    La Gomera looks great, perhaps we will go. If you find yourself in the Oxford area on your return, we would love to see you – Richard could lure you in with his excellent home made marmalade. Cannot understand your love for brussel sprouts, however!

    We have another English friend sailing the seas – he is currently in Honduras, then moving on to Cuba.

    All well here in Blighty – Rich retires in May, so perhaps we’ll buy a boat…

    Best wishes from us both Anne and Richard Saunders ________________________________


  3. Another great block Michael I really enjoy reading them I must say you can dance. You did a lot of dancing on the wonderful sail to Indonesia Rally. Are you going back to England via the Azores? Happy sailing
    I hope the winds are kind to you
    looking forward to your next block. All the best from Joyce on Romano in Indonesia


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