Maia and I were comfortably seated on the bus (the short bus not the long bus which goes through e.v.e.r.y. village between here and there, ...

We’re starting our second week at anchor in Denarua, Fiji. For such a long period of time out of a relatively short country visit you mi...

Pirate activity 2011 There is one conversation that has been coming up again and again lately with cruising sailors—pirates. And how t...

Last week when we were cleaning our boat up in anticipation of our next set of guests (Jen, Peder, Anja and Cara) I felt pretty good abou...

We were slow getting underway this am. I was still camped out in my jammies drinking coffee when I saw Andrew from Hawkeye motoring toward ...

I’m not sure if it’s possible to cheat on a boat. But if it is, I have: in thought and deed. I’m in love. I covet my neighbour’s boat. T...

 When I last blogged (it seems like so long ago!) we were still at anchor in a peaceful cove. A few local fishermen had yet to stop by and ...

We may as well have been glued to the bottom. Between sunrise (when the hills glow pink and gold) and sunset (was that a green flash? Our se...

I haven't begrudged a single $4 carrot on this trip. Well, the $14 lettuce that I bought in Makemo (but hey, it was a three pack of roma...

I’ve always thought birthdays should be just a little bit magical. Not in the excessive overly consumptive way that we’ve become used to in...