Maia exploring BBQ island  Alma was sitting in the breezy shade of her palapa. She had agreed to sew a narrow mola to cover a tear on my...

After the Mola saleswomen came the lobster sales canoe, the beer canoe and the veggie canoe. I think we like it here. This e-mail was delive...

Turns out if you go west far enough you don't fall off. Arrived in San Blas and crossed the eastbound wake of little Ceilydh, 19 years a...

Not our standard hitchhiker, but our most amusing. 'Gretel' joined us for 50 miles and left when we got her closer to land. This e-m...

The clip-clop of our horse’s hooves, as they echoed off the cobbles of the unlit street, were almost enough to transport us back one ...

Cartagena at Sunset We entered Bahia de Cartagena through Boca Grande. During the exploring and conquering of the Americas, the Sp...

Country #29 and as sweet as ever. This e-mail was delivered via satellite phone using Iridium Mail & Web software. Please be kind and ke...

It seems Iridium and blogger aren't playing nice and posts with photos are hard to read. So you'll have to imagine the fifteen-year-...

We're sailing through plastic stew. The first time this happened we thought we'd come across debris from a wreck. But hours later we...

Continued light winds and dolphins. When they breathe out their blowholes sometimes we see rainbows in the mist. This e-mail was delivered v...