A short post to keep you up to date. Once got back to Italy, I’ve been immediately recovered to Venice hospital where I stayed for 18 days. Now I live in my parents’ house to continue the medical treatment.
The pneumonia has nearly gone but I’m still very weak. Unfortunately my immune system is now at very low levels: I’ve lost 13 kilos and my muscles have disappeared.
I’ll need a long time to fully recover so I don’t think I’ll be fit enough to continue the voyage this summer. I had to surrender to a tiny being that changed a lot my life. The days in hospital gave me the time to think.
In the beginning I lived this illness as a curse: Then I understood that, as usual, nothing happens by chance. I undertook this adventure in an akward psychophysical situation: Bad weather, unfit diet and worries did the rest, so I got sick.
Now, along with all the team, I’ll try to fine tune the organization of the journey for next year. In the wake of that, I’d love to travel around Italy an abroad to tell about this first part of the adventure, so meaningful and rich of encounters. Helped by Paolo Muran (the producer of the documentary) and Nicola Pittarello (the director) I’ll mount part of the movie and show it. The beautiful pictures taken by Massimo Di Nonno and Michele Spiller will also contribute to tell our journey along the Thames.
First of all, I’ll take care of getting fit as never before.
Clodia is still moored in Ramsgate: My dear friend Harry, who lives in Withstable, will take care of it.
I wish to thank the Director and all the staff from the Ramsgate Port, and David, Peter, Ian in particular.
They’ve been close friends and didn’t ask for any fee for mooring more than one month. Think that we were planning to stop there for two days at the most…
Life is so full of surprises. Thanks to all of our partners: With their materials we have experienced the perfection of Clodia, from mattresses to solar panels, from sails to nautical wood. Thanks from the deepest of my heart.
Thanks to Eden Exit, they did a wonderful job, Emanuele, Matteo, Claudio, and Ivor for the translations.
The mast and the boom were made very quickly and wonderfully by Nicolò Zen and his girlfriend Diana. Thank you my friends.
Armando Rossato and Franchino worked to make our life easiear. And Carlo took wonderful pictures.
Francesca, we loved you. Nicola Zago, Nicola Baggio, you were the beginning. I will never thank you enought.
Thanks to Marco Scurati, Sandro Soramaè, Pati De Ross. Without you things would have been different.
The Circolo Velico Casanova, Mr. Rallo and Mr. Bruson, the Canottieri Giudecca in Venice, Mario Brunello,all the staff of Caterpillar, Michael Kierkegaard, Michele Raunich, Andrea Tagliapietra, Tito from Campalto, for the drysuites and the life jackets, Mr Sacchetto for the boom tent.. And so many more that I will take time to remember all of them!
A special mention goes to Ali and Anne who took care of me for nearly a month, in London. Thanks also to Roland Poltock who built the boat, to Silvio Lago with him and to all the Lago’s staff that made Clodia possible. Thanks to Jacopo who saved my life in the first place.
The second saviours are Venice Hospital doctors: Thanks Doctor Rosini. And thanks to all the people who gave us hospitality, support, help, such as Patricia and Iain in Ramsgate, Lena and Bob in Faversham, Earl, John and Harry in Withstable and many more that I’ll thank very soon.
And all my gratitude to the Erith Yacht Club, the Isle of Sheppey Sailing Club, and all the wonderful persons who helped us in such a generous way.
Now I have to stop, but the journey goes on.
Giacomo De Stefano
When you first envisioned this journey, it was your ambition to demonstrate that we should accept what the journey allows, and not force ourselves on our environment – going where and when the winds and tides take us, in due time.
Then, you thought you would stop and rest for a night and continue on. But now you see that sometimes even the journey is diverted. It does not mean you have stopped, only that the restoration is more than one night.
When you are ready, you will come back stronger than ever.
The little warrior that has wounded you is very powerful, don’t underestimate him. So good to hear you are feeling better!
doryman
I have no words to express my emotion for your words, and I am realizing how true they are.
Thank you Michael
Now , after your sailing through Faversham Creek, the Creek looks different. Now someone can be inspired and look differently at it and its connections. It isn’t just a Creek. With just a rowing boat, even a tiny one, someone can row, row, row and go miles pursuing a destination. Or just let be pushed by the wind and follow streams, no matter where.
Giacomo, even with just a little part of your dreamt journey, already you have inspired so many people who maybe will travel one day, or maybe will just sit at a desk, read a book and dream of long, far away lands.
Faversham – Istanbul, is not so far…now.
Susimagin
Augauri! La salute è più importante di tutt’altro. Speriamo bene che
l’anno prossimo tutto vada bene e aspettiamo un altro inizio del viaggio.
Tanti saluti da Montalto Ligure – che sarebbe un buon posto di
guarire…!
Bea
Grazie Bea, sei gentile. magari potessi venire lì. Per il momento sono inchiodato qui con le visite ed i controlli. Il sistema immunitario è veramente giù quindi rischio ancora alto. Mio malgrado devo darmi una calmata. Adesso cerco di sapere di più su Montalto. Che non conosco.
A presto spero. Un abbraccio
Bellissimo Bea! Appena torno in Piemonte faccio un salto lì. La stazione più vicina è Taggia vero?
si , ci troviamo vicino a taggia. a 10 km, dopo di badalucco. ci dai una
mail, sei benvenuto! sarebbe una visita fantastica! montalto è un
paese medievale, viviamo in una casa che a ca. 800 anni…
aspettiamo la tua risposta!
abbraccio, bea
Che bello!! Sei gentilissima. Sono in via di guarigione, ancora sotto controllo medico per due settimane. Poi felice verrò a trovarvi. Se scrivi a info@manontheriver.com poi ti rimando mia mail personale.
Scusami se non te la do subito ma l’ho fatto in passato e mi sono trovato centinaia di mail (e sopratutto spam) nella casella.
Oppure su facebook a manontheriver e poi ti mando messaggio personale.
Ho letto un pò della storia e visto le foto di Montalto ed è un luogo magico. Non vedo l’ora!
A me bastano due metri quadrati anche su un balcone, magari coperto. Mio sacco a pelo e da bivacco mi fanno essere ospite abbastanza leggero.
Un abbraccio