76. A Month On My Own

I’ve spent a month on my own. No, not in prison. Not in quarantine. Not even against my will. Sailing … Continue reading 76. A Month On My Own

75. WYSIWYG

In the old days of personal computers there was a term called WYSIWYG. An acronym for What You See Is … Continue reading 75. WYSIWYG

74. Pan Pan Tomas

I arrived here in Nuku Hiva two weeks ago. And I am sorry that it has taken me this long … Continue reading 74. Pan Pan Tomas

73. Podcast

I’m safely anchored here in Nuku Hiva. Following a fantastic crossing from Panamá. One that I will cover in a … Continue reading 73. Podcast

72. The Big Blue

I’m getting ready to go in a couple of days. I have already checked out of Panamá so technically I … Continue reading 72. The Big Blue

71. In the Pacific!

Saoirse has transited the Panamá Canal and left the Atlantic Ocean behind. My first impression of the Pacific is that … Continue reading 71. In the Pacific!

70. The Panamá Canal

In a few days I will go through the Panamá Canal. One of the wonders of the modern world and … Continue reading 70. The Panamá Canal

69. Back at Base Camp

I’m in Shelter Bay Marina. In Panama. Right next to the Atlantic entrance to the canal that will take me … Continue reading 69. Back at Base Camp

68. Solitude

I’ve just spent a week entirely on my own. As I say that, I realise that half of you sarcastically … Continue reading 68. Solitude

67. Time to Say Goodbye

Saoirse is lying in a marina that forms a part of a fancy resort that is virtually empty. The resort … Continue reading 67. Time to Say Goodbye