I have been thinking about Mexico a lot this week. How much we enjoyed our time there. How good the food was! What it would be like to return. As such I thought I would post a bonus Flash Back Friday story about wandering around eating taco, learning to make tortillas, and me beginning to…
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Take Five Leaves and Call Me in the Morning.
Six years ago, while the boat was in a cyclone hole in Fiji and Steve was away working, I misplaced a foot on the stairs and fell from deck height at 0800. I landed on my side, or perhaps I should say I bounced on my side as apparently that’s what happens when you fall…
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How to Survive the Swine Flu and Other Pork Related Advice
I have been thinking a lot recently about the coronavirus outbreak- it’s kind of hard not to considering it is front page news in just about every country on the globe and as of this morning the WHO has officially declared it a pandemic. And if reading all those grim headlines doesn’t make one a…
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What it is Like to be On Passage?
We are preparing to to set sail to the Philippines in a few days. Meals are cooked, cabin in stowed and we have a keen eye on the weather. But it is always a little difficult to prepare for passage because you’re never really sure what lies ahead. As we ready ourselves for sea I…
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Throwback Thursday; Mexico Family Beach Day
It is a warm Sunday morning in Acapulco. Downtown, across the bay from the anchorage, a beautiful beach lined with high rises and fancy hotels is tempting me. It looks like paradise from here, a strip of gleaming white sand and perfect blue ocean under a clear sky. But I know, close up, it is…
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Throwback Thursday; Provisioning for the Zombie Apocalypse
When we left San Diego our destination was all points south and west. We had given ourselves a time line of about 18 months to reach Australia (we obviously didn’t quite make it as it is almost 8 years later and we’ve yet to touch Aussie waters) and knew our jump off point into the…
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Throwback Thursday: In the beginning
I dash up the stairs, across the cockpit of our little boat and lean out over the side just in time. My recently eaten peanut butter sandwich comes up in a violent convulsion of abdominal muscles, each new heave making a prefect splash in the calm water before floating into our wake in oddly recognizable…
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Throwback Thursday; Landfall
On the 21st morning of our passage I wake long before the alarm goes off for my 0600 watch. The early morning air is warm so I dress lightly in a short sleeve top and yoga pants then step out into the cockpit to check our position. Steve and I share a quick good…
