This is not a picture of mine. I rarely post a picture that is not mine. But I could not be in New Zealand to take of like this. The fever for the final stage of the America's Cup is rising. Early wake up are ahead of us.
[Poetry] may make us from time to time a little aware of the deeper unnamed feelings which form the substratum of our being, to which we rarely penetrate; for our lives are mostly a constant evasion of ourselves. T.S.Eliot
Showing posts with label Sails. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Sails. Show all posts
Sunday, February 14, 2021
Tuesday, August 25, 2020
Ready
Ready to set sails. Ready to do many things. Ready to fail to do them all. Ready to regret this Summer vacations weren't long enough.
Sunday, September 16, 2018
Saturday, September 8, 2018
Setting Sails
We're setting sails for the way back home. These two weeks in Bibione have gone smoothly, without glitches. It's time to think about the coming winter and the challenges it will propose.
Etichette:
Adriatic Sea,
Sails,
Sea,
Sea Stories,
Seascapes,
Summer,
Summer's end
Tuesday, September 4, 2018
Friday, August 31, 2018
Riding the waves
One good thing about this place is that it's perfect for learning windsurfing. Flavio and Gloria are spending every morning on the table. I can only sit on the shoreline and watch them progressing and fighting against waves and wind.
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