Bouncing around the windward islands
A week had passed since our friends had departed, yet we were still in the same posy in Sainte Pierre, Martinique. I don’t have.
Salty sailors meet endless freshwater
After a pleasing four hour reach down island we tack our way into the bay of Portsmouth, Dominica. Elvis – a kind natured man.
Baguettes, diving and ginger cats
We clear out of St Barts before the sun begins to set, hoisting our main and genoa sails, and securing the preventer for an.
Caribbean bound & offshore.
It’s been a week since we arrived in Antigua & Barbuda as I begin to type these words of our passage south. We’re sitting.
Journal entry: July 6, 2022
[JOURNAL ENTRY: July 6, 2022] Day 3: Charleston to Atlantic City; 1700hrs N 37° 59.8’ W 74° 30.1’ It’s my birthday back in NZ..