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 guess I’m an illegal alien here in the anchorage. But I have no more need to go ashore. I’ll spend the next couple of days cleaning Saoirse’s bottom from shells and growth that has accumulated… Continue reading 72. The Big Blue
71. In the Pacific! (Revised)
Saoirse has transited the Panamá Canal and left the Atlantic Ocean behind. My first impression of the Pacific is that the water is colder, less salty and that it is a lot more tidal. The climate is also a lot less humid and I have not seen any rain this side of the canal. It’s… Continue reading 71. In the Pacific! (Revised)
70. The Panamá Canal
In a few days I will go through the Panamá Canal. One of the wonders of the modern world and one of the largest and most complicated engineering projects ever undertaken. I could bore you with tons of facts and figures that you can find online but, in short, the Spanish conquistadors considered it back… 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 from the Atlantic Ocean to the Pacific. And I get the same feeling here as I got back in Lanzarote. A feeling of excitement for what comes next. Back in the Canaries it was the… 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 say something like ‘wow, you have finally tried proper retirement’. And the other half, equally sarcastically, say ‘thank God, you let the rest of us rest our ears for week’. But I’m going to ignore… 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 that is, not the marina. Which is great. It means that we can pay $50 a night and get treated like the $500 a night hotel guests that the place is really built for. The… Continue reading 67. Time to Say Goodbye
66. Circumnavigating – The ‘Easy’ Way
I thought I should try to explain a little around the way I am planning my circumnavigation. At least the first half of it. But before that, I should probably mention a couple of things: First, I firmly believe we live on a sphere and that if you set off in one direction and avoid… Continue reading 66. Circumnavigating – The ‘Easy’ Way
65. The Risks of Sailing Solo
As a solo sailor, I frequently get asked if it’s not scary out there. All alone in perilous waters. The honest answer is that I’m rarely scared. I think I have prepared Saoirse well for the task at hand. A lot of effort has been spent with an aim to keep her afloat and me… Continue reading 65. The Risks of Sailing Solo
64. Proper Farewells and Tropical Warfare
I am back in Grenada after a six-week European tour. Visiting friends and family in Göteborg, Stockholm, Stuttgart, Frankfurt and Brighton. People that I never got to say a proper goodbye to before I started my adventure. At the time when I left, Europe was at the height of pandemic restrictions, and I was lucky… Continue reading 64. Proper Farewells and Tropical Warfare
63. Where Next?
I’m getting Saoirse ready for a haul-out in a couple of days. For some much needed TLC at the local boat spa. It’s over two year now since she was last on land. Back in Tropea in the south of Italy. She will get waxed, polished, new antifouling and new through-hulls. So that she is… Continue reading 63. Where Next?
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