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A day in the Caribbean life

I woke up moist and achey. It had rained during the night and my sloth-like closing of our porthole combined with the slow drip from our leaky teak deck resulted in a soggy bed. The joys of old wooden boats. Our body clocks are quite in tune with the sun’s presence out here, only Micha’s sun … Continue reading A day in the Caribbean life

Into the great wide open

“What about skipping Brava and heading straight for the Caribbean instead?” voiced Inge during our sail to the southwestern Cape Verdean island. The situation onboard was so relaxed that within 5minutes we’d all agreed and had a new way point programmed into our chart plotter, 2000nm further west... we didn’t even have to change the … Continue reading Into the great wide open

Cape Verdes no stress

We arrived at the bay of Palmeira on Ilha do Sal, the northeastern most Cape Verdean island, just after the sun had come up. After 5 days at sea without seeing a single other vessel, we suddenly found ourselves in a bay full of foreign sailing boats from France, Denmark, Czechoslovakia, America, England, Belgium, Netherlands … Continue reading Cape Verdes no stress

When your rooster crows at the break of dawn…

Dublin -> Milford Haven -> Bristol -> Padstow -> Isles of Scilly Our course turned to south and our pace increased. Instead of 25nm day sails between the Scottish Isles, with leisurely group breakfasts and long sundowners, suddenly we had more than 100nm to cover every day. Watch plans sprung into action as we continued … Continue reading When your rooster crows at the break of dawn…

A Trip Through the Corryvrechan Whirlpools – By Marian Hutchinson

Our sailing trip through the eyes of my mother... https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UfmA6HS3JTs “Hold on! Hold on!” Joanna’s voice can just be heard above the pounding of the swell as Pantagruel’s bow rounds the crest of another wave and we brace ourselves for another drenching. Looking at that video clip now I smile - did she seriously think … Continue reading A Trip Through the Corryvrechan Whirlpools – By Marian Hutchinson