Tag: kids
Gear box and sewerage
The Captain was covered from head to toe , lathered up in a layer of grease and oil. Finally the brand spanking new gear box was installed. The engine clicked into gear and a round of high five’s we... Read More
Dancing on Kava at a circumcision party
The crowd roared with laughter as two large Fijian woman rode a palm frond like a horse, galloping about up the hill. The freshly slaughtered cow being slowly heaved along behind them by 6 very... Read More
Blown gear box, food poisoning and DOLPHINS !
Once again, we found ourselves wallowing in the ocean, drifting backwards in the current. Our stomachs still churning from a week of serious food poisoning. We had sailed only 20nm in 32hours, ... Read More
Fijian Christmas
Laughter was drifting along the breeze, the happiness of Christmas filled the air, echoing off the huge rugged mountains that surrounded us, cows and horses grazed freely on the land, while the chicke... Read More
A week and a bit in the mangroves
“I am pinned, reverse, reverse, get me out” I screamed to the captain, he reversed and nothing happened. The mangrove had snapped and was stabbing me in the chest. The current had got us a... Read More
Cyclone snuggles
The Low pressure system has started to track away from Fiji, which we are great full for. In it’s wake we have been left with 3 miserable days of rainy weather. This has caused us a few issues, ... Read More
Becoming a mozzie banquet
We are sitting in cyclone limbo, whilst being consumed and sucked dry by mozzies. The flies are sending me nuts. Mozzies are slow and I can flatten the little suckers in the blink of an eye, flies tho... Read More
