Sailing to Borgarsandr, day 15

Bohuslän

I continue to just think as I spend time at the railing and try to distract myself so I don't vomit, but I stand with the wind in my back if it should happen. I have a feeling I might have had fever too during the night, as I was colder than usual. I usually don't have to wear cloths in bed, and I should have been sweating. Danr comes up to me, and we talk a bit while the mostly grey coastal cliffs glide by. We are not going that far into the long fjord he describe, but there is a small village further in, which he points out as we turn south. He visited on the way up, but there are other merchants who have better contacts there and more willing buyers and sellers. Many in this region would rather deal with someone from the region who brings goods here, than those who come from outside and sell. It's difficult to get a good personal contact.

Danr goes on to say that there are few who live out on the coastal cliffs as there is no arable land there, so often there is only a protected bay with boats and a path or small road to the farms a little further in, for only a short distance behind the coast cliffs, there are many fertile lush valleys divided by cliffs and long rocky hills. Transportation there is difficult and many lonely small farms and valleys have only paths that connect them to either the coastal communities or larger valleys. The sea route is the primary mode of transport for most people who have boats, and many lonely small farms use the sea to get to villages, like that one over there on the north side of the fjord. But boats are valuable, and often several farms come together to have someone live on the coast who can fish, keep an eye on and repair the boats, and so on.

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We keep talking as we start zig-zagging into really narrow passages between larger and smaller islands. Narrow, and in some places I could probably throw a small rock from island to island, but we sail through without any problems. They have obviously sailed here many times before, and it's nice to get away from the open sea winds and waves. This route is about half the distance than sailing out by the sea, so even if the wind is weaker, it's a faster and a more pleasant route to sail. Although that only applies if you know where you can sail. It's easy to get lost and have to backtrack.

Due to my nausea, fever and that I stayed in the cabin, I've lost track of where we are, and my map is still not detailed enough, but after I discreetly check the GPS maps in the cabin and take a couple of compass readings, I think we are northeast of Orust late in the afternoon. We turn south between the mainland and a large long island, and eventually in the evening sail into a harbor that should be where Stenungsund is. Large islands and looks like where Tjörn bridge should be. I've driven there a few times before.