Lowe took a dip in the marina today. He was playing down on the dock when he suddenly decided it would be funny to throw a bucket in the water. Then throw it in again. And again. It was funny right up until the last time when I picked the bucket out and put it away so he couldn't do it any more.
That's when he decided to throw a little tantrum. Standing there a couple of feet in from the edge of the dock he suddenly threw his head backward to yell out his displeasure with me. Instead what happened was he threw his head back, lost his center of gravity, and continued backwards—one step, two steps, splash.…
I sailed solo along the Nicaraguan coast, trying to cover some distance, but it felt like I was dragging a dead whale. The bottom paint was shot after about 8000 miles, and the hull was a living reef.
I anchored in a remote bight in the coast, donned snorkeling gear, and jumped in. I scraped the propeller first, as I always do, and felt stinging all over my body.
I scraped the whole bottom of Condesa – about a two-hour job – and got stung like hell. The stinging was tolerable as long as I kept my mind on the job.…
Yacht porn is a well-established artistic genre, so it is harder and harder for directors to find something new to impress the audience.
This video starts out pretty–like so many other sailing videos that blend music, slo-mo, and a cool boat–but at the one minute mark the director manages to come up with something creative and different, something that even Alex Thomson would be proud of.
All I will tell you is that it is sort of a William Tell thing, and involves a woman in a bikini.
This sure looks like a boat that is going places doesn't it? This life of leisure can feel like anything but, sometimes. It's almost impossible to believe that we'll pull out of here sometime in the next few weeks; certainly before Ouest's third birthday. Somehow we always manage to get our act together, throw everything aboard, turn the key, and float on out to sea. Small miracles.
At the moment Lowe is obsessed with strollers. He wakes up in the morning, walks out of his bedroom door, climbs the steps into the cockpit, walks around to the gate, and proceeds to throw a fit until he is pushing Ouest's pink doll stroller along the dock.…
HAVING SUFFERED NO DAMAGE while lying in port during Superstorm Sandy, Lunacy at last departed New Hampshire at 1000 hours last Thursday. Aboard with me were two pick-up crew enlisted through Offshore Passage Opportunities: Minnie Burke, 23, a young adventuress from Virginia, and Chris Salas, 41, a doctor from Rhode Island. Neither had much, if any, offshore sailing experience, and I was careful not to sugarcoat our prospects. I told them what I tell anyone who proposes to sail from New England to Bermuda in the fall: this is normally a difficult passage; you will be sailing in winds over 30 knots; you will be uncomfortable.…
Paul Larsen and his Vestas SailRocket team have been stymied by two weeks of light winds in Namibia. But in a quest for record speed, the tinkering never stops. You solve one problem and discover another. It's like a giant puzzle, and you don't really know whether you will ever put allthe pieces together.
Here's a very good look at what it is like from the inside. This is the sort of stuff that needs to be remembered if the champagne ever gets popped.
We've been off the boat for four months. We spent two of those downtown here in Puerto Vallarta, one in Portland, OR, and another in St. Paul, MN. By the end of our two months back in the States we were both Jonesing for Mexico again. Happy to be back on the boat and moving at our own pace.
The kids are happy to be back. The first day we were all sitting out on deck when Ouest, my two year-old said to the boat in all sincerity, "Me missed you boat." She actually talked about the boat the whole time we were away from it.…
Here we are, anchored in Tonga. We are surrounded by coral reefs and tropical vegetation. Sharks and rays swim lazily by. We can snorkel into caves filled with fish below and bats above. And there are boats aplenty. And what are all of these people doing in this natural paradise? Let's listen in to the chatter around the harbor.
"Did you get a grib file today?"
"Hmm, what do you think about that low that's forming? Is it going to hit us squarely, or push off to the west?"
"I don't like the look of those isobars."
"Did you see the wave height at 25 S 176 W?"
Lots of HMS Bounty tragedy follow-up for you.
Let's start with National Geographic, which has some spectacular (and now poignant) footage of the doomed HMS Bounty's first voyage, as she sailed off to star in the Hollywood version of "Mutiny On The Bounty."
Next, the Coast Guard blog has a detailed and gripping account of the rescue. Here's a taste, but you'll want to
read the whole thing:
It didn’t take long before they spotted a survivor in the water, adrift and alone. The survivor was wearing an insulated suit and co-pilot Lt. Jane Pena spotted the strobe lights attached to it.
Sometimes we need to rethink what we think we know. And great photography can help us do that.
A good example is the photopraphy of Daniel Botelho, who has been spending time diving with Great White sharks off Guadalupe island off the coast of Baja, Mexico. The results are pretty stunning.
And here's a little film clip of Botelho's work with Great Whites. Try to imagine the feeling of being in the water with such extraordinary animals.