Captain’s Log

Tip Top in Tonga

It happened this morning, in Tonga.  The tip of my top.  Just me, a newborn humpback whale, and pure curiosity.  He preferred to look at me upside-down.  His favorite move was a fluke swoosh in my face. It happened for forty-five minutes.  Expecting…

Double Handing to the Tuamotus

The Tuamotus are simply supplied by passing cargo ships, and we won’t be able to buy much there—good for the budget, bad for the waistline.  With no soil to grow produce, I’m going to have to get used to eating canned food.  We are sure there…

Sun and Sustenance: Survival!

The fierce heat in the Marquesas makes me feel woozy and sea sick; forcing me to lie in the cabin during passages.  I rouse for dolphins, rainbows and “fish on.” [caption id="attachment_2192" align="aligncenter" width="450"] Fish On! …

Bay of Penises

Sailing away from the crowd of quarantined boats rolling in Hiva Oa’s bay was like escaping from jail.  We did our time!  Grumpy old Frenchmen with arms crossed over their chests watch us go.  Just a day’s sail away from the hardware store is Tahuata…

Global Crowd

There are 21 boats in Hiva Oa, most flying EU flags.  This is the first time we’ve not been surrounded by Canadians, who dominate the Mexican fleet.  Europeans route through the Caribbean and the Panama Canal.  They have rum and nutmeg; we have tequila…

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