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We were, quite literally, in the middle of the north Pacific Ocean. It was 1,200 nautical miles backwards to Alaska, 1,000 nautical miles forward to Hawaii and 1,300 nautical miles windward to Washington. We were 1,000 miles from anywhere.
The night had been the prettiest yet with a dramatic sliver…
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Here is a piece I wrote while on passage from Alaska to Hawaii, but of course didn’t have the internet to post it in real time.
It is the fifth day of passage and I just now feel like my brain has re-solidified from its state of mush enough to…
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Drama sells.
My most popular blog posts are the ones about the big winds and temperamental engines, tense moments and broken spirits. (Like this one from our season-ending southern Mexico passage, or this one about a long ago but very memorable Christmas incident).
And so, by contrast, perhaps people don’t want…
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I’m trying to remember the last passage we completed without drama or major issue, but coming up short. I want to tell you stories of beautiful passages, trips that are fast and filled with full sails, happy engines, leaping dolphins and sprightly shooting stars. But we haven’t had any…
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Day Three: The last straw
4:00am John shakes me from a fitful sleep. I peak groggily at my watch. It’s late, John pulled a particularly long shift. He’s been in the cockpit for over 6 hours and it is certainly time for him to rest. I pull myself from bed…
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Day one: Pleasant
They had been forecasting a hurricane. Her name was Adrian and she was currently holding the title of earliest tropical storm ever recorded in this part of the world (since 1966 when they started recording these things, apparently). Every forecast every day had her forming in a…
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A short video of us flying the “Whomper”, a huge charlie brown colored spinnaker that makes Halcyon grow wings downwind. Here, John handles the sail expertly as we careen down big west coast swell at 9 and 10 knots!
John is the photographer. He portrays the layers of history, emotion, spirit and culture in each moment through his application of light, perspective, and detail. He also takes pictures.
Becca is the writer. She tells vivid stories of authentic moments, highlighting the beautiful, dangerous, dramatic and hilarious with grammatically correct sentences and her tongue held firmly by her cheek.