Month: August 2015
We drew blood
I am in the cockpit the kids scurring around my feet. AK steps on the water bottle, it slips out from her feet. She falls forward in a screaming heap smacking her face onto the companion way step. She... Read More
Reef Breakers
How lucky are the kids and I, most likely the luckiest girls alive. We just got our first taste of anchoring off a reef pass. For three hours we pitched and forked and rocked and rolled, in every dire... Read More
Row, row, row your boat
My lower back aching, my fore arms burning, the lactic acid building up quickly. I am paddling as fast as I can. Standing up in the dingy with a small poxy life raft paddle, SM and the kids sitting at... Read More
That’s a wrap
My sailing ability before this trip was limited to lying on the cabin floor and occasionally heaving up off the back chumming the water for the fish. I had 2,800 nautical miles under my belt (before t... Read More
That momentous
Land ahoy, land ahoy, land ahoy !! 2am on day 8 and a momentous occasion. The glowing lights of Noumea broke the horizons monotony. We are almost there, so close, so very close. And now I must sleep, ... Read More
Groundhog Day
Groundhog day, we are still in the exact position that we have been in for the last seven days. Smack bang in the middle of a 360’ horizon. We appear no closer or no further away from the horizon, s... Read More
Into the deep
The wind is screeching through the rigging, like all the ghosts of the ocean are screaming at us. The noise is frightening. I poke my head outside. The sun is just about up, the kids asleep in bed. ... Read More
Customs go on strike
What a mess, nothing is going to plan. We anchored out off Scarborough for the night expecting to clear out first thing this morning but what do you know, Australian border security goes on strike til... Read More