It’s All About Me

I visited a good ol friend today, who recently bought a house far out in Bohuslän’s archipelago.

She told me a story about her great grand-father, who was a fisherman in the village. Apparently, all of the men in the village used to work on the same fishing boat, called “Polarstjärnan”. Around 1890 the boat went missing, and all the men perished - including her ancestor. Only women and children were left in the village, left to take care of themselves.

So I guess my daily struggle with the District line is quite OK, considering.

Here’s a short clip from Stocken. It’s an amazingly beautiful place, but unfortunately the quality of the clip is bad.

A friend of my told me about his plans to sail around the world a while back. I suggested that instead of “just” hitting standard destinations along the route, he should visit the best surf spots around the globe.

Westcoast of Europe (UK, France, Spain, Portugal), Morocco, Canary Islands, Cap Verde, Caribean, Panama, Costa Rica, Australia, NZ…All of them are along the route most sailers take, and full of world class surf spots.

The trip would probably take 2-3 years to do. And at least 2 years of preparations. But what a trip it would be!

I wonder if he can get back to Monday mornings in the office after such a trip.