Fuerteventura: Saturday with sunrise, Vallebrón, craftfair and snorkling.

It’s fun to revisit my photos from my vacation, now that it’s been a few weeks! So many memories…It takes a little while, as I find myself remembering and dreaming quite a bit.

Anyway! Saturday we woke early. Ola said to me “I read your bucket list, and I know you want to photograph the sunrise over the sea! Let’s try it!” We didn’t go far, but far enough to have a nice view over…Clouds. And Clouds. And more Clouds.

To save myself a lot of editing job, I chose to photograph in JPEG and take advantage of the beautiful color profile that Fujifilm has. It has a red/yellow tint that works perfect with sunrises!

Even though we didn’t actually see the sun, the light was still beautiful in colour.

After breakfast we set off. Our dreamplace to live is a small village called Vallebrón, and we visit every time we are nearby.


It’s something about how you drive through the mountans and suddenly a valley just opens up – the light is amazing. It just has a good feel to it!

The town seems quiet, and has that Fuerteventura-mix between beautiful houses, ruins, and everything inbetween.

This time we visited the viewpoint nearby and could see all the way to the sea.

Some day…

The weather was quite warm despite the sun playing hide and seek, to we continued to Lajares and the craft fair. Lajares is a really nice little town as well, with restaurants, cafés, and art and craft stores. Saturdays there is a fair, and that’s where we headed.

I love looking atdifferent kinds of art, ad really enjoyed visiting the air and the small shops/studios!

Last stop for the day: snorkeling in El Cotillo.

This was the place where Ola almost drowned last time. Do I need to tell you that I was a bit nervous, and NEVER let him out of my sight? I stood on the beach, following his every move, while he filmed underwater and enjoyed himself immensly.


The beach is lovely, a nice bay with calm water. I especially like the house, the architecture is a bit…special 😀

You can see where the waves start crashing No swimming beyond that point!


Look carefully…can you see the flippers? They are there.

It actually felt like a a small victory when he got up from the water unharmed.

Our vacation was getting near the end, but we still had one more day.

Friday – we meet JP in Fuerteventura!

I had one special thing I wanted to do this trip – I wanted to photograph dogs! Every nature photo is beteer with a dog in it. But…where could I finns models? I know exactly zero dog owners in Fuerteventura…

After our first trip, Ola started to browse the internet after more information and films from our newfound paradise. He quickly found JP in Fuerteventura, and we have watched every video from the beginning with great interest.

So I built up my courage, and in january I asked JP if we could meet him, and if I could photograph his dogs. And he said yes!

So friday afternoon we came to the meetingplace. Both of us a bit nervous (small talk is not my forte, and in English it’s even worse), but there was no need for that! JP is just as nice and friendly as he seems, and took us for a walk with the dogs at a dried-out river bed. This was a new side of the island, like a miniature Grand Canyon! I was busy with dogs and camera, and we enjoyed the company, the sun, and the stunning nature.


When they found out I not only had meatballs, but in fact was giving them away FOR FREE, the two dogs started modeling like never before. We had a great time!

Morale of this story? Dare to ask. The worse thing that could happen is that you get a “no”. And there is a much bigger chance of “yes” if you ask, than if you don’t ask…;)


Thursday – going south

Thursday our plans was to go to the south. As long as we could! Fuerteventura isn’t a large Island, so it’s a nice field trip for a day.

First stop: Morro Jable. We wanted a cup of coffee. The city wasn’t awake yet…No coffee, but I got some history instead!

Stella Canaris was an enormous hotel/resort/zoo. 2013 they stopped paying the people working there. Everything was left from one day to another – keys in the rooms, chairs by the pool, glasses and plates in the cafés. The animals were rescued or let out of their cages (I really hope the large snake and the Crocodile that can be seen on the posters were rehomed), the staff either left or stayed to live in the abandoned hotelrooms.

There was a guard watching us so I couldn’t try to get inside the fences…that’s an adventure for next time!

I Think abandoned places are fascinating, I can imagine whole stories about how it was and what happened then. Mostly ghoststories, I love horror litterature and creepypasta…

Anyway, as coffee in the morning is a must-have, we continued to the harbour. There we found the waiting hall for the ferry. And coffee!

In the harbour we also visited a sea-turtle nursery. As you are well aware of we humans tend to destroy the world around us. Sea-turtles eat plastic bags or get stuck in garbage, and get really sick and die. In this nursery they are getting help, and they are released from Cofete beach when they are fully recovered.

It made me really sad to see these majestic animals sort of flying through the water in the small pool, round and round, with their feet scraping the walls. They are so beautiful and full of grace, and I really hope they will be let out in the ocean soon! At the same time it was very effective to show the gentle seaturtles to the tourists, my first thought was “how do I donate money to this?”

We moved on – to the south, to the south!

From Morro Jable there’s a dirt road leading South. After about 8 km you can choose the Mountains and Cofete, but this time we stayed with the shoreline and headed for a lighthouse. On the way we passed a viewpoint and stopped to look at the scenery.

Down here you can see far without any company except for the goats. Our car looked deserted…


At the lighthouse we were surprised by rain. But that doesn’t stop us!

We continued on the road to the last viewpoint.

If we could get there, that was! All of a sudden a large group of goats decided they wanted to go from one place to another. We were in their way…

After about ten minutes they left us alone, and we were on our way again.

Here there was nothing to break the wind, and I got wet as the waves crashed against the rock I stood on. Luckily my camera is made to endure bad weather, because the Beauty!

And right there, in the middle of nowhere: a door. As a Dark Tower fan I felt chills…


On the way back we passed the most peculiar camping site I have ever seen. I guess you could call it Caravan city?


Back in Morro Jable we got wet in the rain, walked the beachpromenade all the way, watched flowers and squirrels, and had a terrible late lunch at a chinese restuarant. Morro Jable is nice, but the north is really more our thing…

One last stop before we got home: the beaches of Jandia are famous. We had to stop!

If the beaches of Corralejo are for kiters and the beaches at El Cotillo for surfers, the beaches of Jandia seems to belong to the windsurfers. Especially the ones that are new to windsurfing.

(Sorry about the blown-out highlights in the clouds, I accidentally changed my settings…)

Tired and on our way home, we just had one more question:

Is this camper van for sale…?





Wednesday – the city awakens

Vacation means time do do…nothing. Days that are unplanned, do whatever. Wednesday was exactly that kind of day for us!

At seven we went out into the city. I love early morning in a city! Before everyone is awake, see the workers and the joggers (here are a LOT of joggers!), meet the dogs on their morning walks. It’s peaceful.

Corralejo is a town that feels…alive. I mean, every city is alive as long as there is people, but some cities are more…awake. Moving. There’s a pulse.


A mix of peolpe, all trying to make a living. Small bakeries, street musicians, sand artists, café-owners, shopkeepers, and – as this is Corralejo – surfers.


The houses here are small and worn, the streets narrow. Life is everywhere. If you don’t have space – create it!


We followed the beach, and watched the sunrise.

The sun paints everything pink and golden. Quick tip when you photograph sunrises or sunsets – don’t forget to look behind you! The light is fantastic…

And as we continued back, we watched the city wake up and greet the new day.


Some people are building houses…


…and some are building castles of sand.


The surfers seem to have some kind of “hotline”, to tell eachother where the surf is perfect that day.


And I got some fur therapy! This beauty came to say hi.

The rest of the day was spent on shopping, drinking coffee, snorkling (Ola), reading on the beach (me), enjoying the sun, hiding from the rain (quick but intense), and just…being a part of this city.

A perfect day.


Tuesday – roadtrip and The Beach Beyond The Caves

We normally get up att six (seven if I work from home), so we had an early start! We and our little Citroen started on the road from Corralejo to El Cotillo. Not the asphalt road – the road next to the sea! We didn’t really care about the goal, it’s the road that matters (a bumpy, dusty, wash-board-like road…) The plan was to stop and snorkel, but it was really cold and windy…

We passed Majanichu, said hello to a sea gurkin (hope he still lives, he was out of the water and we didn’t dare touch him…or maybe her…) and enjoyed the waves and the wind.


The colour palet for Fuerteventura has to be sea-blue, terra cotta, graphite, sand-yellow, the green of the succulents that grow here and the deep lilac in the mountains. And maybe a light off white, from the foam on the waves.

We took a detour to the lighthouse next to El Cotillo, and followed the walk from sign to sign and learned a bit more about the beach and the island. In my opinion a bit cold to sit and meditate, but hey – whatever works for you!

A quick stop in El Cotillo for some lunch (obviously a mistake to order burgers and fries at a fish-restaurant, it tasted like the chef really hated burgers…But at least we weren’t hungry anymore!). El Cotillo is always nice!


We were in the mood for more road-trips, so we set course for Ajuy! We were going to look for The Beach Beyond The Caves.

I love to bring my camera to Ajuy, it’s one of the most beautiful places I know and I always find new views.

We started our walk by leaving the common trail to the caves, and going through a broken fence into the great wide open (yes, I could hear Tom Petty in my head…).

And we walked. And walked. All alone. I could see the caves from the backside, and asked “Are you sure you know where we’re going…?” “Yes. Maybe. Ithink so…Let’s try one more hill!”

And there it was.


We didn’t continue the walk down the cliff, but just stood in awe and enjoyed the sight.

Then all of a sudden we weren’t alone anymore! Three youngsters and a drone appeared.


The sun disappeared, and we headed home. On the way back we passed the warning sign for dangerous drop…


…and I took a closer look at the fence…


Security? More like “at your own risk”. It’s a great walk and well worth the effort, but keep dogs and small children on a leash!

On our way back we were instantly reminded that Fuerteventura is a tourist island.

I don’t see that as a problem, as I’m starting to learn when and where to go to avoid the big busloads and still see the interesting stuff!


And one last photo of the day. Kitesufrefs under a rainbow.


Only on Fuerteventura.


Back in Fuerteventura!

I’m back on my favourite island – Fuerteventura!

This time I’m not only accompanied by my husband but also by my Fujifilm x-t2. Last year I had my big Sony, and my shoulders and back hurt and I sometimes left the camera in the car. Fujifilm and a 35 mm lens has walked with me all day yesterday and all day today – and I hardly know it’s there! Except for when I need it of course 🙂 I keep it in a wrist-strap, so easy to change hands if necessary and no big strap that gets in the way or constrict my movements.

Enough about my equipment…

We arrived yesterday. We left at sunrise, and I got some shots through the window of the plane (sorry about the poor quality, the window wasn’t exactly clean…)

The light at sunrise is kind of fantastic!

Almost nine hours later we checked in at Surfing Colors – we came back this year as we really like the relaxed atmosphere here. A stroll around town, see what’s changed since we were here last year, a pizza at one place, a coffee at another. Relaxation starting to spread.

Before dinner we took a short walk in one of my favourite parts of the island, the “badlands” between Corralejo and El Cotillo. We didn’t go far, but the rough feeling of the wind, the sea and the lavastones always make me feel att peace with myself.

The sun was setting, so we got some really nice light!

When I turned the other way I could see the town:

And as it got darker I turned to the mountains and the hills of lava-stone.

See why I love it here? This is raw nature, untamed, not bending to anyone or anything.

I’m so happy to be back!


Sunday: Windy! and Monday: last day…


We really, really wanted our last days to be beach-weather. But nope…even though the sun was shining there was an “orange wind-alert” on the weather-app in my phone. How bad can it be? you ask. Weeeell…when the wind blows on Fuerteventura, it really blows!

First thought: find a nice spot on Flag beach, sheltered from the wind. How hard can it be?

Try impossible. And the wind made the sand fly. Flying sand is NOT nice when it hits your naked skin. Peeling de luxe…


The water was wild, the waves wanted to go right, but the wind blew left, and they crashed in the middle. The water was soooo far out.



So we struggled back to the car, and left the sand. In sweden we have snow that blows on the road and makes it slippery. Here it was sand!

A few km away the sand ended, and the cliffs don’t fly in the wind as easily…New try!


I could feel the car move as we parked, but further down we were well protected and stayed for a few hours.

What to do next?

We went to La Oliva. There was even windier. We came back home, and placed our butts at a café in town. Much nicer! A bit of shopping, feeling a bit down because it was our last day, gift-shopping for the dog-sitters at home (and for me). And more coffee, and more just looking at people and enjoying the atmosphere.

Monday morning we woke early, and went to the badlands for one last walk. The wind had increased even more during the night, now it was much calmer and we saw evidence of the high waves only as traces all the way up on the pavement. Incredible! Forces of nature are not to play with…

Now the wind was minimal and the sun warm. We kept seeing more traces of the nights storm: a lot of water where there was dry the day before!

And the plantlife. One night of rain, and the plants really enjoy themselves!

Surfschools were out looking for the best places, keeping in touch and telling eachother what works and what doesn’t.


And some furniture ended up in a new place…


One last view, and then off we went to the airport.


Goodbye Fuerteventura! See you soon!

And like that, our vacation/escape/adventure was over. At least for now. Time to deal with real life again…

Coming up: So…what do I really do then? When I’m not on vacation?



Saturday: Cofete Beach

Saturday we went on our last, and longest, adventure of the week. From Corralejo way up north, to Cofete Beach down south! We started at 9, and the GPS said 3 hours to drive 140km. That couldn´t be right? The roads are surprisingly good over the whole island, and surely we would be there before that time? Anyway, the GPS has been proven wrong before, and we started.

The weather was warm, but cloudy and rain was in the air. A good day to drive! We passed Morro Jable at 10.30. 20 more km, and we would be there!

We followed the signs to Cofete, to a small dirtroad. Bumpy is an understatement, the road resembled an old washboard! We were a bit worried about the car, and when the turns started we understood why the GPS said 3 hours…

That road still gives me nightmares. Literally. Yes, two cars can pass, but just. On one side: the mountain. On the other: well…the mountain still, but kind of going down into the sea…without even the smallest fence…and a bit eroded at places…The road torned over 90 degrees left and right, so there wasn´t the slightest chance of seeing oncoming traffic until they were right in front of you. Steep uphill, steep downhill. And what happens with 10 km left? Our car starts screeching and screaming like a cat in agony! The brakes? The steering wheel? The wheels? Could we even go on? And more importantly: did we have a choice?

We decided to keep going at snailspeed, and take a closer look at the car and rest at Cofete beach.

OMG. That place. It’s totally worth the nightmares!

Cloudy and foggy, and we parked our car and took a coca cola and a sandwich to get in a better mood. It helped some. Ola examined the car – nothing obvious wrong. We decided to just put it out of our minds for now, and enjoy the place we had fought to get to.


Here lives a few people, in houses that looks like they are about to fall down and with sturdy cars that can drive anywhere.  Around us: mountains. And a beach, that goes on forever and is almost empty.


Tourists come here, of course. We followed a caravan of tourist cars to a cemetary that is located down by the beach.

And the we just kept on walking…about 30 minutes, and we didn’ t seem to get any closer to the end of the beach.

When we looked to the right, we saw Villa Winter. Built by a german nazi officer during WW2, now abandoned, and the subject of lots of speculation…Why here? Why so closely guarded? Why are there tiled rooms in the cellar? (If you want to read more, look HERE).


On the other side, more mountains. Cofete is well protected on all sides!


A few years ago there was a film made here (partially), “Exodus, Gods and Kings“, and they left a bus behind. That bus now drives tourists to Cofete, and is a fun element!


And of course here are goats.


We decided to get to Morro Jable and see about the car there. So…we started the journey back. Slowly (and loudly).


We got 10 km, and suddenly…the car went quiet. (OK, not quiet, the motor was running.) No more screeching. No more tortured cat-sounds. We stopped to pet some goats just to celebrate!

The goats had an abondened house as a shelter, and there was written in graffiti: “Freedom is not defined by safety”. Then and there, that felt very true!


So, we headed home, after a brief stop at Morro Jable. That seems like a really nice town, we have to come back and spend a day there! The roads felt even wider and nicer now that I had the dirt road to Cofete fresh in my mind, and the rest of the evening was uneventful. We had had enough adventure for one day!

But I still recommend Cofete. It is worth it.

Coming up: warning for strong winds!

Friday: the badlands


We left Puerto del Rosarion a little sooner than we planned, and decided to take a walk in the badlands instead. The weather was not inviting – windy and chilly – and a brisk walk felt like just the thing!


Ola and me, classic selfie

I’ll just let the pictures speak for themselves, for once…


Coming up: We risk our lifes at Cofete Beach!

Friday: rain and Puerto del Rosario


The night to friday was rainy, and the morning was chilly and wet. What to do? Go and see the capital of Fuerteventura! Puerto del Rosario!

We took a small detour on the way, and – as usual – enjoyed the scenery. After the rain the ground is a darker shade of orange, and the fog was covering the mountains.

We got lost. Not really LOST-lost, I mean how big is the island, and there is always GPS, but we sure did not take the road we intended to. Luckily! Because we turned a corner…and there!


Not really impressive through a wet windshield…

A small town. Perfect location. So beautiful, and we said to eachother “This is where we want to live”. Vallebròn, some day…

We decided to ask the GPS, and soon got turned around.

So. Puerto del Rosario. We were curious to see a “big” town, and the famous shopping centre. After some looking for a parkingspace we got rid of the car, and the rain was pouring down. To the mall!

It was dry, clean, bright, and looked like…every other mall. The usual shops, cafés, and young people with nowhere else to go. The same bored staff. The fashion a little bit different compared to sweden, of course, but basically the same. Good coffee though.

When the rain had stopped we went out into the town. Town square, town house, harbour, small streets…A nice town, but not really special.

The beach was closed off, and it looked like it was being restored in some way. We got the impression that down by the water a whole lot of improvements were being made, to make it nicer and maybe more appealing to tourists?

My favourite part of the town was the many expressions of art, on the walls, and everywhere around.


Colourful, fun, really well made, and often with a connection to the sea. Beautiful!

We had lunch at Burger King, and left for more interesting adventures.

Coming up: we head for the badlands

As you see, I take a lot of photos. I like them. They make me daydream, and I like daydreaming. If you like them too, don’t miss the grand opening of my webshop tonight at 18.00 swedish time! Take a look – you may like what you see 🙂