THE NEXT DAY, SEPTEMBER 7TH


It was time to head back to the sea. I decided to head west to Santander and return by sea to Santoña.  I’d already cycled past all the towers along the road, and I’d do the same with those along the coast.


Here is a map of the day’s route:



It was a lovely day and the sea wasn’t too bad, although towards the end I was facing a headwind that slowed me down. As you can see from the photo, I set off a bit late, which turned out to be a mistake that taught me a lesson.



You can’t really make it out clearly with my camera without a zoom lens, but you can see a tower right on the cliff. I came across many like this throughout the trip, right on the rocks.


After a while, the sun was setting, it was starting to get a bit chilly, and there was still no sign of my destination, Santoña. So I started looking for possible ways out (such as beaches) before it got completely dark.





I could see a headland, but the lighthouse was off and I wasn’t sure how long it would take to round it. I knew I wasn’t far off. I’d left my nautical charts in Menorca (great! lol) and didn’t have a GPS. My phone wasn’t working, so I couldn’t ask my friends. I decided not to take any chances and to get out at the next beach. Getting out with a loaded boat and the engine on a beach with 2.5-metre waves isn’t easy. I was lucky not to hit any rocks hidden under the water, and just as I got close to the sand, a wave tossed me about and nearly knocked me out of the boat, which filled with a few litres of water, soaking everything.

I dragged it as best I could, and some surfers came to help me, as did people from the neighbourhood where I ‘wrecked’ lol. People have been brilliant to me, always willing to help. The boat, with a bit of a load, weighs over 100kg, so it’s a lot for one person. Someone always came along to give a pull or help me lift it onto the car’s roof rack.

It was low tide, so about eight of us carried the boat right up onto the street. This was just after that – I’d made it, but I didn’t have a phone to let my friends know. I was on Ajo beach and they told me I was only eight miles from Santoña. I could have made it, but this was the lesson: never set off late.



 

SEPTEMBER 8TH


It was a day of rest and planning, calling people in the west to see how I could continue the journey. The whole of Santoña (Cantabria) and the surrounding area had already been covered, and I had treated at least 100 towers from the Basque Country to Cantabria, as well as some coastal areas.


That very same day, Silvio from the Etheric Warriors forum sent me the satellite photo. Notice how there is an almost perfect break in the east, which is clear compared to the west where there are still heavy chemtrail attacks, and the dividing line is roughly at Santander. From Santander eastwards it is clear – precisely the area where I had distributed orgonite. This sort of confirmation is what we look for when distributing it ;-d




So the skies were clear, except for the Sylphs that appeared, confirming the good work:



SEPTEMBER 9TH

I decided to keep paddling out to sea towards Bilbao, about 70 km to the east. This was the longest round-trip I’ve ever done by boat (140 km). Although it was tiring, the sea stayed relatively calm the whole way and the waves were great. The pity is that the camera battery died just as I reached Bilbao, so I understood the zoom issue, as well as the wind drowning out the sound of my voice and now the battery’s too, lol


The day’s journey was as follows, but by sea. I used about 6 litres of petrol for the outward leg (tailwind) and about 10 for the return (headwind).



 

This time I was on my way to the Santoña marshes at 9.30 am; I’d be back soon, lol, around 8 pm

There goes a TOWERBUSTER flying by. I threw here  generously, as this is a special reserve visited by many species of birds. I was also aware of the experiences of our African friends in restoring the water and fish stocks, so I felt it would be beneficial for both the fish and the local fishermen.


 


And this was the day’s ‘ammunition’ bucket:



It took me about 45 minutes to make my way out of the marshes to the open sea. I noticed that just where I was passing through, the sky was clearing and a blue line was forming until it was completely clear.

This is what the sky looked like ahead of me, in the direction of Bilbao:




And that’s how it looked from behind about an hour after we’d set off and made our way through the marshes, very close to the port of Santoña:



Here, about 15 minutes later and a little further on:


and again, looking back later:


Here, I explained the significant benefits of an orgonite HHG Cone for reversing antenna arrays such as those found on mountains. There are four towers near the port of Castro Urdiales (just to the right of the cone). The video is intended as an educational tool for those who do not know much about orgonite or have only recently learnt about it.





And a well-deserved break for lunch before reaching Bilbao. Once I got there, I spent about 45 minutes on a terrace in Santurtzi, from where I could see the boat the whole time. An old sailor with a cap and a beard gave me the warmest of comradely greetings whilst walking his dog. He made me feel like a sailor too. lol



With my camera battery dead, I couldn’t film my return journey from Bilbao. The sea got a bit choppy between Bilbao and Urdiales. As I set off, I started surfing from behind when – lo and behold – the current was actually coming straight at me! A second wave came from behind in the same way, but this time I was ready. I suppose there was a very strong underwater current that created those waves. Halfway there, two fishing boats passed me heading towards Santoña, and I didn’t lose sight of them for the rest of the journey.


Whereas on the way to Bilbao the sky turned blue, clearing all the DOR from the atmosphere, on my return it was covered with natural rain-bearing cumulus clouds (a great sign) which actually began to pour down as I neared my destination. Bilbao was starting to look just as it had before I set off, with rain clouds forming.


The process of distributing orgonite, letting it work for about 20 minutes and watching as the artificial filth is drawn towards and dissolves over the antennas, only for natural cumulus clouds to form later and bring rain, is something I’ve always experienced with the thousands of antennas I’ve covered, and yet it never ceases to amaze me.


I would have loved to have been able to go in via the estuary, as it allows you to cover the city centre very well that way, but I didn’t have enough time. Bilbao certainly needs more orgonite.


fran


READ THE 1ST PART

READ THE 3RD PART

READ ABOUT RESULTS OF THIS EXPEDITION, BRINGIN BACK RECORD RAINS IN SPAIN SINCE DATA IS TAKEN