*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 …
Wild Wild Blue
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 …
Floating On
The full moon makes the sky a smokier version of day. It creates patches of reflections and shadows as the boat sways upon the waves. I just received comments from “Surfing The Deep Blue Sea” thanks to all who posted. Just wanted to clarify, I have already been at sea for 14 days and am …
Spirit In The Sky
Last night one of my feathered friends kept flying in between the mainsail and the jib. He circled around like this seven times in a row. His wings were twice the size of his body and he is one of the larger birds I have seen out here. I kept wishing that he would land …
Surfing The Deep Blue Sea
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 …
Dolphin Dance
I went on deck to jibe and heard a song coming from somewhere beneath me. It sounded like psychedelic rock. I thought perhaps my emergency radio had turned on in the toss about of the sail change. I bent my ear towards the cabin and just as I did two dolphins jumped out of the …
Engine Blues
I wish that I had time to write to you today. My engine needs a little TLC and I have been working on her for most of the day. Hopefully tomorrow I will be able to write with good news and more detail on life a sea. For now I will leave you with this …
Prophetic Whispers
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 …
Sex in the Sea
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 …
A Gentle Breeze
I woke up to a text from Oliver, my weather router, asking for my coordinates. He changed my course slightly so I can avoid the high and stay in the low. I know what your thinking, why on earth would you want to get low instead of high? Highs are areas of high atmospheric pressure …
