Night Rainbow

While I take a very deep breath and come to terms with the massiveness of the adventure I've had, I share with you a song I wrote and recorded in El Hierro, Canary Islands ago. Many months ago, on the other side of the Atlantic, I glimpsed a night rainbow, something I didn't even know … Continue reading Night Rainbow

The Story So Far

A few photos taken over the last six months. Has it been six months? Bejaysus begorra. Bloodshot getting its final coat of paint back in Alges Morocco: Fishing boat outside Agadir, sheep market and beach at Tarhazoute, and Wawa the camel. Driving through the Atlas Mountains Yoga in a kasbah at Oulad Outhmane, and Skipper … Continue reading The Story So Far

Adventures in Ancestry

The ancient plains of the island have got me thinking about how our ancestry weaves, mostly unseen, through all our actions, thoughts and emotions. When intuition is open, it is possible to hear the voices of the past, sometimes restricting us if we don't understand them, but mostly urging us on towards our shared destiny. … Continue reading Adventures in Ancestry

Some photos from the Iron Isle

The San Antonio festival in the "big town" of El Pinar. Against the proud bright blue of the Atlantic, El Pinar rises six hundred metres into the sky, so that it is often hidden by cloud. On a clear day, the brightly painted houses and apple blossoms line cobbled streets in a festival of colour, … Continue reading Some photos from the Iron Isle

New track: Nothing is Wrong

So this is what came out of my music brain after arrival in El Hierro. No, not this small hillside village, this: The lyrics are nonsensical and just kind of fell out. I think they sound a bit sea-ish. Imagine if you will a sad mermaid, moaning about getting bits of plastic caught in … Continue reading New track: Nothing is Wrong

Search for El Hierro Inside Yourself, Part 2

The sleepy daily routine here in La Restinga (population 500) has been easy to adapt to after all that excitement. There is snorkelling to be had even in the harbour, a two minute walk casts you out into an endless tapestry of volcanic hills and dark crumbling cliffs cascading into azure waters, and it is … Continue reading Search for El Hierro Inside Yourself, Part 2

Search for El Hierro Inside Yourself, Part 1

Departing las Palmas into fairly strong winds and large swell, the intention was to "holiday" in El Hierro for a few days after a hectic month of preparation, before pressing on across the Atlantic. But after 36 hours of increasingly large swell and winds approaching force 9 (nervous fart) we found ourselves one nautical mile … Continue reading Search for El Hierro Inside Yourself, Part 1