A Different Angle on Things

I woke up this morning feeling rested for what seems like the first time in over three weeks. The difference was noticeable not only to me but to Steve, whom I spoke to via Skype at 0630 this morning, after brushing my teeth but before making coffee. He said I sounded like I had pep…

A Glass of Perspective

I went to happy hour this week at the marina bar.  Arriving by myself I sat at the only empty chair at the bar and ended up having a couple very interesting conversations. Sitting on my left was Italian single-hander. We communicated completely in French as he spoke no English and beyond a few culinary…

A Slice of Life

I feed people. I make loaves of bread as thank yous, I cook meals for single-handers about to depart on passages, I make jars of jam and can’t resist giving half of them away. I have even been known to buy baguettes at market at 5am and slip them into peoples cockpits as a wake…

Life is the Pits!

Not everything goes to plan, at least not in our world. We were out, sailing around the Mamanuca (pronounced MamanuTHa) and Yasawa islands here on the western side of Fiji, enjoying ourselves and the pretty little deserted island we were anchored at, when we got an email.  Yep, thanks to our recent upgrade in technology…

The Great Escape

So, here we are, working on week three of being back from vacation in Australia (yes, yes I see your eyes rolling and hear the gasps of “your life is a vacation!”, but it is not, really). We escaped Vuda Marina relatively quickly. In just over a week we had put all the running rigging…

Hello from Soggy Fiji-

The rains finally started this week, long awaited by those of us who have been in Fiji for the tropical summer.  We have had very settled weather so far this season with light rains on the occasional evening and a few fantastic electrical storms but no nearly as much heavy rainfall as this time last…

Consideration

Well, now is the time of year that people reflect on the past year and think about all the promise that the New Year holds for them. So let me join the ranks. At the stroke of midnight last New Year’s Eve we were in the underground cellar of a mental institution with Michelle and…

BULA! From Fiji

I know it has been a little longer than promised for this update but it has been a hectic couple weeks. This might be a novella length summery of the last three weeks, if you spend too much time on the internet and have a short attention span or just want the important stuff skip…