A Work of Fiction - Dear Caroline, I love that you found the sky. I wish I could say the same for myself, instead I write to you from this grey-walled piss-smelling prison. And I can’t sleep, not one wink. I just sit here stoned like a black dog while the doctors poke at my …
LIZARD ISLAND
I’m on an uninhabited island with a machete in my hand and I’m about to go full metal jacket on a sprouted coconut. The sun is a whisper of a thing and somewhere the sky is raining, yet still, somehow, the sea has got the sparkle of a disco ball. I’m dressed in this short …
TREASURES OF THE CORAL TRIANGLE
Life in the Coral Triangle on somebody else’s boat is bliss. I don’t have to worry about sea nymphs rocking my rudder, it’s just all rainforests and reefs, blue fire skies, white sand beaches that vanish at high tide, and waves that peel across the water like a gold bone. My favorite thing to say …
THE DOC
I pack my bags, lock Juniper up, and climb into a longboat headed for Gizo. Everything aches, even my eyeballs. The boat ride exists inside a swirl of rain. I arrive, dog wet, and walk to the Gizo hotel- it’s not far from the only hospital this side of the Solomons. My flight is in …
ATTACKED BY FLYING FAIRIES
I was attacked by jealous Fairies. That’s what the locals think. At least that’s what they told me as they were pouring fresh coconut mixed with bush lime down my throat and searching for sand to rub on my face. Then again, they blame the Fairies for everything. You see, for many, many, many days …
2026 GOLDEN GLOBE RACE
I hardly slept, narrowly escaped another cargo ship, and got escorted by dolphins in the golden sunrise. Seeing dolphins never gets old. Nor does the sun rising or setting. Nor does the vision of a flyingfish flying. When those things get old I suppose I’ll abandon the waves and move to a jungle or some …
SEA TURTLES ON A TROPICAL MOON
I am on a deserted island in the middle of the Solomon Sea where the mama Hawksbill turtles come to lay their eggs. I feel like I’m trespassing into a world both sacred and bizarre. The island I am standing on is a sunken volcano. Imagine flat sand cays in a circle of many missing …
AM I ALIVE OR JUST DREAMING
I'm loosing my mind. Where is it? I left it back there with the dolphins as soon as the wind shadow hit me off of Saint Isabel Island. There I was in the New Georgia Sound a.k.a "The Slot," making good way. I had just passed the Buena Vista Islands and the dolphins were all …
PORT MARY
A wave just threw me off of the throne, or head, or toilette, or whatever you want to call it. I left Port Mary at 5 AM. It was still dark and there was a man fishing underwater- the green glow of his flashlight pulsing as I headed straight out the treacherous pass without the …
I AM NEVER EVER EVER EVER EVER…..
It's a new day. There is sun and blue. The conditions are the same as yesterday, but the wind has a bit more guts to it. Enough guts to go skydiving if it wanted. Sometimes, after the squalls, the sea feels like sludge. It gets all lumpy and Juniper and I hobble down it, but …
