Tag: Olivia Wyatt

Time flows in reverse. I watch waves collapse into themselves as they rush backwards. The sun is the moon and the clouds are all sinking. I can see that the sky is filled with rain, but it must be falling upwards. Nothing living is in sight. The air is too hot and heavy and stale...

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*This ones for Budder Wilson who is curious about safety gear, sail changes, sleep patterns, food, filming, etc. Before departing I met with a couple of people who had already sailed solo to Hawaii. One was my old dock neighbor Christian Williams, who has a great YouTube channel and several books about sailing. The other...

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I’m just out here zig-zagging my way around the high and trying to stay on the edge of what’s left of Henrietta. I move in long jibes to and fro. Day by day getting closer to my destination. My bird, Pluto, is back. This time on top of my bimini. He pokes his head down...

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I’m in the trade winds now and it is a steady flow of motion. Juniper is surfing down waves and it feels like she is in flight. They are long and gentle but fast rides, I’m seeing 8 knots sustained for over 5 minutes at time. That’s how long she is flying for on just...

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The sun drips crystals onto the sea until she wears a gown of gems that cascades from crest to crest. I see nothing and everything and the birth of something all around me. The waves have grown small and they speak in prophetic whispers as they surf beneath the boat Land is now 757 nautical...

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Last night Juniper and I sailed into a river of silver that was painted by the light of the moon. The path lead from the bow of the boat to the horizon and we sailed towards it until it was no longer visible. Once the sea grew dark, I looked down at the wake and...

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