We managed to steal a little time off in Fuerteventura. In Puerto del Rosario we tucked ourselves away from the swell, enjoying sunshine, catching up with friends, and exploring the island at an easy pace.
Fuerteventura is also where we met Laerke from Women and the Wind — a wonderful documentary about three women who crossed the Atlantic eastbound on a 50-year-old wooden catamaran with almost no equipment. Meeting her in person and hearing parts of that story first-hand was inspiring.
From there, we kept moving south. We already had a fixed date to reach Las Palmas on Gran Canaria, but Fuerteventura had more to show us before we left. Its geological history is fascinating: the island was once two separate land masses, later joined by Sahara sand drifting in over millennia. Today, you can still see the contrast — rocky mountains in the north and south, tied together by an enormous ribbon of dunes.
It was along that sandy stretch that we dropped anchor. Clear water, steady sunshine, and a constant swell we could at least point the bow into made life surprisingly pleasant. We lingered there until it was time to continue, edging down to the southern tip of Fuerteventura to catch the next weather window across to Gran Canaria.