Kodiak, last minute crew and a homebound crossing
The weather was remarkable, at least from what I had assumed late September would be. The sunshine abundant and the seas glistened. We untied.
An unexpected False Pass
We didn’t mean to only spend two days in Nome but it happened quickly and precisely. Celebrations were minimal with a round of drinks.
A thousand nautical miles to Nome
A quick turn around in Tuktoyaktuk was both surprising and necessary. The Arctic weather bombs didn’t muck around, each giving us a few days.