Sólmara Log 4th Oct 2026 Wind - Variable & light Total Distance: 4.3 nm - Time on the water: 3Hrs 15min Average Speed 1.3 knots - Max 3.2 knots (under engine) Engine Time: 0Hr 46 mins Sailing Time: 2hr 29 min

Finally found some time, tide, and weather to get out on the water. Hardly any wind, so more of a drift than a sail, but a gorgeous day for October. Falmouth, The Carrick Roads and The Roseland all looking mighty fine 😎⛵️👍

I’ve spent a lot of time today developing a plan for the coming months. AI helped me refine my ideas into a well structured document, which I’m now breaking down onto a Scapple board. It’s the easiest way I’ve found to turn dense text into something visual that works for me. SCAPPLE

A mighty oak sits at the centre of my ‘Thinking’ walk. An oak teaches us many things about life. As its leaves start to fall, this is the one that came to mind this morning - “You don’t have to remain the same to remain yourself.”

05:15 - Washed, dressed and at my desk ready to focus. Yesterday’s thinking has become todays work.

This is part of my ‘Thinking Path’. It circles a big field with woodland on one side and the river Kennall on the other and is 5 minutes from my front door. I did two ’laps’ today, I had a lot to think about.

Taking my Dad for an X-ray isn‘t an ideal way to spend a morning. The view from outside the main entrance of Falmouth hospital isn‘t bad though.

A coastal village scene with houses, parked vehicles, and a body of water reflecting sunlight in the background under a partly cloudy sky.

The best way to turn over a new leaf is with a new notebook……….right? 📕✍️👍

This afternoon, by the River Kennall, I met a punk rock caterpillar: a Pale Tussock, lime-green with a pink mohawk, a red spike at the tail and a halo of wild white hair. Hop pickers in Kent knew it as the Hop Dog. Autumn’s best-dressed rebel was off to pupate. Good luck, mate.

A fuzzy caterpillar with white and light orange bristles is crawling among green grass and clover leaves.

“It is what it is” - Something I’ve got used to saying over the years. Now though, ‘it’ is getting increasingly unacceptable. It’s time to take some control, time to pull my finger out and work towards changing ‘it’. Time to adopt a new saying: “It is what it is, until it isn’t”.