Here we are. After ten years, I’m writing again, telling stories once more.
It’s been ten intense years, full of travel, activities, and experiences. Ten years also filled with silences and losses. A period that led me to live in Norway, especially in the Arctic, and in the Alps, in those places where water is still present, alive, free, not too disturbed—unlike in most other places.
Now, with the team from Eden Exit and other friends, we’ve decided to start again. To begin exactly where everything began: with the Italian rivers. It was 2008 when, with a journey called “Un altro Po”, we traveled up the great river starting from Venice, pushing ourselves as far as water and conditions allowed. And we returned to Venice. 1002 km of fresh, salty, and brackish water.
We were navigating on a boat built by Roland Poltock, a great friend and master shipwright who, unfortunately, is no longer with us—though who knows, maybe he’s still sailing somewhere. It was the boat that Roland built together with Silvio Lago, Niccolò Zen who made the masts, Michael Kierkegaard the oars, Attilia Cometti the sails, and, in a very small way, me too. That boat is now in the Koç Museum in Istanbul, where hundreds of thousands of people have seen it. And maybe, at least some of them, sensed what that journey was meant to tell.
Today we start again from that memory. From that network of waterways that connects Turin to Trieste. And we will do it once again with a boat: the same one that took us from London to Istanbul. (more…)