O! Wanderers in the shadowed land
Despair not! For though dark they stand,
All woods there be must end at last,
And see the open sun go past:
The setting sun, the rising sun,
The day’s end, or the day begun.
For east or west all woods must fail.
Welcome in Tessin. Where all paths lead to undiscovered places and all ships sail to a new horizon
Ongoing events: -every first Friday of the month: Sailing race or battle ( not in July and August )
-ongoing: Treasure Hunt