New Horizons,

This was the last time I saw Kirsty, leaving La Coruna, I'll be in the same position in a couple of days I hope, leaving this town behind. I'm definately looking forward to sailing with Ian, I may actually get round to learning some skills above the need to know basis of former skippers, still unaware of his future agenda, whether it's a slow jaunt down the Portugese coast, stopping in for adventures or if we are sailing direct to the Algarve or the Med, Greek Island sailing sounds intriquing or Morocco or Indeed I'd dearly love to cross the Atlantic to Cuba, Barbados.

The future is most definately unwritten,

I've just worked out my failing Videos are too large in filesize so I will ensure following vids are recorded at 320*240 rather than 640*480. Multimedia tips from the hippy.

I will of course send a last blog before departing, but until then I had better start preparing the yacht for Ians return and our departure.

Take Care You Pesky Kids.

x

Take A Walk With Me...

Good Morning Britain,

I was bored this morning, supposed to be siliconing the yachts windows but it's raining AGAIN. The rest of Spain come here to cool down when it's a bit sticky in the south, I can understand why, I've got my coat on, it's May, it's Spain! Muy frustrado Amigos.

So todays Blog looks at my neighbourhood, Spanish Fishing Boats and Spanish Egg Sarnies. The 1st video is a bit long but like I said I was bored, and I've charged up my new rechargable batteries and wanted to see how long they lasted.

Apologies for not bloggin more regularly but BAD NEWS MAN! As Texas Pete was busking the other day, a lady came and told me how she enjoys seeing me instead of the usual street scum, (Texas Petes Translation services) I told Her to get out of the way and that She's ruinin my mojo,,,, Jokin guys,,, I said thanks of course or indeed "Gracias, Te usted muy amable" and spent a couple of minutes humouring Her. Cheered up from this amiable encounter with a Hot Spanish Chica I found a lilt of celebration in my usual dulcit tones. Then wham bam gracias maman,,,,,,, the police busted me man,,, 2/3 weeks I've been merrily doin a bit a day for a few euros then to the supermarket for a bit of nosh, back to the boat to do a bit of reparations and happy Texas. I hit the backstreets for a day or two but got nothing but broken strings out of the experience and a paranoia complex about Senor Rozzers taking my Takemine. I've been sad Dearest Reader. No shillings to wi-fi my stories, the hunger in my stomach was only a drop in the proverbial OCEAN of melancholy in comparison to the bitter angst of not being able to blog.

Then after a couple of skint days the unimaginable happened, I ran out of Golden Virginia!!!! No Fags. Because I don't smoke on the boat there wasn't even a couple of largish butts in the ashtray to recycle! c'mon! who hasn't. I had to get the Crystals out, not to heal myself cosmically to a note of Ohhhmmmm minor , I had to sell some pendants. No sooner had I got them on deck to dust off the cobwebs I needed a brew, no ciggys see, gotta put something in ur gob when you're working with cosmic energies, It stops any bad vibes entering if there is a roll-up or a brew in the way, In I went to make a brew, came back out and theres all the neighbours being curious, nosey Scandinavians,,,, Hang on,,,Rich Nosey Scandinavians,, Half an hour later I had a cold brew and 20 euros in my sky (rocket - pocket), 20 minutes after that, a large roll-up and a mains battery charger for my camera!!! Priorities Pete Priorities.

So there I was skint again!! 3 Euros, and rechargable batteries, so my next dilemma was to buy some food or go to the wi-fi bar to Blog my BlogFans, Bug my BigFans, Bag my BogFans,

Because I Am MultiTasking Texas Pete, I can have my cake and eat it too. Bread and Yogurt, I gotta couple of eggs on the yacht, 1 Euro 40 centimes left over, Cafe con leche at the wi-fi bar, 1 Euro 35 centimos. There it is, Video footage and a story for you guys instead of butter for my butty . I sometimes wish I never knew any of ya nevermind wishing that me and Mr Dell Latitude cpx with Windows XP supported by Service Pack 3 had ever met.

My Coffee was drunk before Windows had booted, I wonder how long I can last before I get kicked out for loitering with internet intent.

My 1st New video hasn't uploaded yet and thanks to my new batteries, there are a further 2 Videos to follow. The 1st of which are pretty spanish fishing boats, which the Cornish would prefer to see me shooting with a rocket launcher rather than my Samsung D860 (ref: European Fishing Quotas). The 2nd of which is a Spanish Lesson in Gastronomy: Lesson 1: Bocadillo de Huevo.

My Latest Skipper is back from England tomorrow, I don't wanna give His yacht back, I suppose I could change the locks! I'm sure that I have enough nautical experience by now to push it to another parking spot. That's real nautical terminology,

You wanna know the best thing about Spain so far,, Artichokes in yer bag of frozen mixed veg, Incredible.

The waiter just asked how my Mum is! He maybe trying to beat the Artichokes to the top of the list.

Artichokes: Falmouth Student Hits First Bong. 1st Video not working, I'll try #2.

Anyhow, IF, I let the Skipper come aboard my yacht tomorrow I reckon We'll be sailing into the sunset quite soon. The Global Positioning System engineers are coming Monday to fix some technical problems. Who needs them or indeed IT, I know where I am, even if they do fix it, I bet it won't be able to tell me that I have been here too long. Into the blue yonder soon, I'll have to get my Portugese sorted, I dont think a Cockney talking Spanish at them will go down too well.

When I jumped ship all those weeks ago, an Irish bloke called Dave and His brother Nick (also Irish, incidentally) called me over and gave me a cold beer, an oasis in my personal desert. I have just received his email so I think it would be a grand idea (and humorous) if you could ALL email him and say thanks for giving MultiMedia Texas Pete a cold tinny, I know He would appreciate it. oldwoodboat@gmail.com NICE ONE GEEZERS.

Who remembers Kirsty? my shipmate on the Harlekin. . . . Well. . .Captain Cock, on arrival in Palma after a full weeks sailing all the way around the Iberian Peninsula, La Coruna to Mallorca just 1 night stopover in Gibraltar, woke poor Kirsty at 8am and told her she had a half hour to get the f**k off the yacht!!!!! I'm mighty glad I left him when I did, It could of been nasty!!!! The good news is, after a long hike she found an lovely Hostel with swimming pool and all the mod cons,, Nice 1 Kirsty, She rox, I wonder if I'll ever see her again.