Steve and I quickly realized that there was no alternative but to buckle down, soldier through, and make the best of all the obstacles that we encountered.
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In Lockdown/On Passage
I have started this blog post a thousand times in my head, late at night, as I lay on the sofa listening to the wind slap and clack in the loose wire rigging of the boat next door and feel Kate shudder strangely in her cradle. At those moments it feels like I should write…
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Lockdown in Luzon
I woke on Tuesday morning in a bit of a panic. Or rather I woke up on the sofa at 0213 in a bit of a panic. I had been sleeping on the sofa because it has been a particularly windy week and the vee berth being at the very front of the boat is…
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Top 10 After 10
Our ten-year anniversary has, understandably, sparked a little nostalgia and reflection. The other evening while sitting along the fence in the boatyard, looking at Kate still up on the hard and enjoying our ritual sundowner beers, we got to chatting about the gear and equipment that we’ve come to rely on and all the “stuff”…
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A Decade, A Milestone
April marked the 10th anniversary of Steve and I taking the plunge. I am not talking about marriage, I am talking about signing on the dotted line, offically becoming boat owners. Our mad plan was hatched on a dock in Martinique in February 2008. By June we’d quit our jobs, found our boat, drove across…
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What’s in a Name?
I was suppose to be a Mary. Right up until my Mother was in the throws of labour at the hospital. If I was born a girl I was going to be named Mary. But then, when asked just before I made my appearance, my Mother declared that I would be called Heather. As if…
