Angel Caves

12/07/2026

Some Sundays remind you what truly matters.

This morning, the children disappeared into their own little world for nearly three hours, building with LEGO before turning their tent into the centre of countless adventures. No screens, no distractions, just imagination doing what it does best.

We then gathered around the table for a proper family lunch, followed by homemade ice cream, enjoying the simple pleasure of spending time together in the mountains.

To round off the day, I settled into my office and put technology to work. I instructed one of my AI agents to begin creating an entire swarm of specialised agents, each designed to handle different jobs and tasks, allowing me to spend less time behind a screen and more time doing what I value most.

It’s an interesting contrast. One part of the day was wonderfully analogue, the other firmly focused on the future. Yet both had exactly the same purpose: creating more freedom, more time with family, and a better way of living.

That, to me, is real success.

11/07/2026

Whilst the sound of yet another celebration echoed across the valley, we carried on doing what many of us have been forced to do for years: working relentlessly just to claw our way out of a situation that no citizen should ever have to endure.

Today we officially began harvesting this season’s fruit, with the summer vegetables not far behind. Life doesn’t stop simply because those entrusted with public office have chosen publicity over responsibility.

Whilst we were working, a neighbour I’d never met before came to see me. I already knew he was one of the many residents abandoned by the very administration that claims to represent us. He was incredibly polite, almost apologising for taking up my time. He simply wanted some advice about solar power.

Then he said something that I won’t forget.

“Whilst everyone else is celebrating, we’ve been left without a road, without rubbish collection, and we’re treated worse than animals.”

Those words should shame every elected official who has stood in front of a camera proclaiming how much they care about rural communities.

I couldn’t let him leave with just advice.

He went home with several solar panels, hundreds of metres of MC4 cable, and two charge controllers. He was genuinely speechless.

Because that’s what neighbours do.

We don’t abandon one another. We don’t organise celebrations whilst families remain cut off from basic services. We don’t applaud political theatre whilst people are still living with the consequences of neglect.

Real leadership isn’t measured by fiestas, ribbon-cutting ceremonies or carefully staged photographs. It’s measured by whether ordinary people can reach their homes, have their rubbish collected, and live with the same dignity afforded to every other taxpayer.

Until that day comes, don’t ask us to celebrate. Ask yourselves why so many decent people have been forgotten.

03/04/2026

Seguimos atrapados tras la tormenta. Sin carretera, sin acceso a nuestra propia casa, sin saneamiento ni internet. Muchos vecinos sin agua ni electricidad. Vivimos en condiciones infrahumanas mientras el gobierno socialista se felicita por una supuesta rapidez que nunca llegó.

Nos preguntamos: ¿por qué pagamos impuestos si, en el momento de la verdadera necesidad, no hay ayuda?

26/03/2026

A finales de enero, tras dos meses de insistencia por parte del , acudí personalmente con mi madre recientemente afectada por un ictus para realizar su renovación de empadronamiento. Este trámite fue correctamente registrado, sellado y firmado. Dispongo de la documentación que lo acredita.

A comienzos de marzo, el Sr. Javier Rijad se pone en contacto conmigo y, al explicarle que ya existe un registro oficial de dicha gestión, la conversación deriva en un trato absolutamente inaceptable, llegando incluso al insulto.

Ante esta situación, presenté una reclamación formal en registro, la cual ha sido COMPLETAMENTE IGNORADA hasta la fecha.

Posteriormente, recibo una llamada que conservo grabada en la que se me asegura que no debo preocuparme ni aportar nuevamente documentación, ya que el propio Ayuntamiento se encargaría de localizar el expediente.

Sin embargo, hoy se me exige nuevamente aportar documentación que ya fue presentada, en un momento en el que mi vivienda se encuentra gravemente afectada por inundaciones Y SIN PODER ACCEDER A ELLA, sin haber recibido apoyo alguno por parte del Ayuntamiento.

La situación ha alcanzado un nivel de agotamiento absolutamente insoportable. Se me exige cumplir con obligaciones ya cumplidas, mientras se ignoran tanto los errores administrativos como la falta de asistencia en una situación personal crítica. YA NO AGUANTO MÁS ESTO!!!

21/03/2026

Para fiestas y para calderos sí que hay, para ayudar a los vecinos y muchos más importante no! Dejar a to pequeños mojados, con barro y aterrados está bien mientras seas político y pueda sir a hacer tu vídeos no? y su

21/03/2026

19/03/2026

Feliz día del padre!!! We love you Miguel!! Best daddy ever! ❤️❤️❤️

02/02/2026

Our New Year’s resolution: more family adventures 💚

We’ve been spending most weekends in January exploring our beautiful island, and it’s honestly become the highlight of our week.

This Saturday we headed north to Sardina del Norte — somewhere we’d never visited before. The drive alone was spectacular. After all the rain this year, Gran Canaria is so green right now. Flowers blooming, trees blossoming, sheep in the fields, and big mountain views everywhere. Even the kids loved the 1hr 15 drive!

What we hadn’t considered were the tides 🌊
With the recent storms, there were no beaches — just waves crashing against the walkway. Cue disappointed kids… and a quick regroup over a lovely seafood lunch at Restaurante La Cueva.

Determined to salvage the day, we headed to La Cueva de Sansón. The drive there is not for the faint-hearted (very steep, narrow roads and no official parking), but the walk up was manageable even with a 3 and 6 year old — especially with dried snails, plants, twigs and mountain treasures to collect along the way 😉

And the caves? EPIC.
Wild, quiet, and completely empty when we arrived. A proper off-the-beaten-track adventure, and the kids loved it.

Another reminder that not every plan works out — but some of the best days come from adapting 💛

02/02/2026

We are all loving our New Year’s resolution to spend more time as a family exploring our beautiful island 💚

So far, we’ve managed a road trip most weekends in January, and it’s by far the highlight of our week. There’s something about packing snacks, jumping in the car, and seeing where the road takes us that feels deeply nourishing for all of us.

This Saturday we decided to head north, having spent the previous weekend exploring the south (incoming post about that adventure 👀). We’d never visited Sardina del Norte, and the photos online showed quiet little beaches with expansive coastal views — perfect for a gentle family beach day. We primed the kids for sand and sea… and off we went.

The drive itself was truly spectacular. With all the rain we’ve had this year, the island is unbelievably green. Flowers are blooming along the roadside, trees are starting to blossom, and we passed fields of sheep with the most incredible mountain views beyond. Even the kids enjoyed the 1 hour 15 minute car journey — there were plenty of interesting things to spot along the way.

However… one small factor we hadn’t considered: the tides 🌊
With the recent rain and storms, there were no beaches to be found — just waves crashing dramatically against the walkway. The children were understandably disappointed, and Sardina del Norte itself is very small: a couple of restaurants and a tiny maritime museum. We regrouped over a lovely seafood lunch at Restaurante La Cueva, then decided to search for something that would properly entertain the kids.

Next stop: La Cueva de Sansón.

Now, a word of warning — while the caves themselves are absolutely worth the effort, the drive there is… hairy. Think narrow, steep backstreets that really test your nerves. There’s no official parking, and when the road is eventually blocked, you can either park there or (like us) drive back down slightly and find roadside parking in the nearest streets.

From there, it’s around a 25-minute uphill walk to the caves. With a 3- and 6-year-old, it took us closer to 40 minutes — but it’s not a difficult walk at all. Both kids managed brilliantly, helped by the endless distractions along the way: dried-out snails, new plants and flowers, interestingly shaped twigs, handfuls of mountain gravel… all of which I somehow ended up carrying in my pockets on the way home 😄

And the caves? Epic.

You do need to be mindful of rockfall — especially if you climb the steeper slope into the caves, as some of the larger rocks can loosen and roll quickly. We took our time, and Miguel and Leon made it up to the higher caves, which were a bit trickier for me to reach with Poppy in tow. Even so, the sense of scale, quiet, and wildness was incredible.

We’d absolutely recommend this as a true off-the-beaten-track adventure. We didn’t pass a single person on the way up and had the caves entirely to ourselves. On the way back down (around 4:30pm on a Saturday), we saw just a handful of hikers beginning their ascent.

It felt secluded, wild, and very real. The roads alone will put some people off — but for us, it was completely worth it. A great hike, a proper adventure, and very happy kids by the end of the day 💛