Captains Log
Posts of my adventure.
T minus 3 days
This is my first time writing a blog so please bear with me as I find my stride. I’m generally not one to put my
T minus 1
There’s something so satisfying working with your hands. Its task-based work with a clear start and endpoint and immediate feedback on whether you did it
Day One – Baptism by Fire
I didn’t plan to set off in a storm. It just, well, happened. I’d been watching the weather all week and each day the forecast
Day Two – Surf’s up
The wind remained strong and steady overnight at 20knts, though thankfully no squalls so I was able to find some rest as the boat was
Day Three – Finding Companionship
Today’s blog won’t be too long as 6 of my 10 fingers are bandaged so it’s tough to type. My wounds from day 1 became
Day Four – Mystery Barrels
The day started relatively benign. Winds of 15knts from 215deg with a true wind angle (TWA) of 120deg so plain sailing. I did my daily
Day Five – Moonlight Cinema Mayhem
What a difference a day (and an ocean) makes! I watched the dawn emerge from the companionway at 6am through hazy eyes and a happy
Day Six – Squall Alley
I definitely had 3 squalls today. It may have been 4, but I’m not too sure whether the one at 2am was a dream or
Day Seven – Lazy Dayz
Everyone needs a rest day. Today was mine. I’ve been operating on 3-4 hours sleep for almost a week now and as I looked at
Day Eight – Breathing. Just breathing.
I’ve heard people say little happens in a day, not much in a week but what can happen in a year is remarkable. While at
Day Nine – Transitions
The South Westerly Monsoon winds have carried me much father into the Pacific than expected and certainly more than is forecast for this time of
Day Ten – Time
After a night of fitful sleep, I dozily put my head through the companionway to view the day’s conditions. The first thing I saw when
Day Eleven – The Squall All-nighter
I’m wedged in my bunk. One foot against the wall, pushing my back into the cushion so my position is secure while the boat is
Day Twelve – Shifty shifts
It’s just after sunrise, and while the wind had died down from the previous night’s blow, the seas were still very messy and Ahyoka was
Day Thirteen – Farewell Droopy Drawers (and my youth)
I used to be able to read for hours without interruption when I was younger, getting lost in the world my mind was now a
Day Fourteen – Party Time
The first rule of sailing (unlike fight club) is safety. Alcohol is seriously frowned upon at sea for all the right reasons. I simply can’t
Day Fifteen – Bouy oh Bouy!
You know those days when nothing seems to go right? When you’re frustrating and can’t seem to make any progress? When if something is going
Day Sixteen – Acceptance
There were no major mishaps today, at least while the sun was up. Just what I needed. A solid day’s sail on or above the
Day Seventeen – Rough seas
Today was a wet weather jacket, shoes, PFD and glove day. That is to say, hard, wet sailing. The wind was 12knts at dawn and
Day Eighteen – Land Ahoy!
I’ve been able to have a restful day getting in a couple of naps to rebuild my strength from the previous few days. The islands
Day Ninteen – Torn mainsail
It was a simple mistake. It was also a stupid one. One that could seriously affect the success or failure of this mission, making my
Day Twenty – Back on track
I awoke before dawn, eager to get myself and Ahyoka sorted. Thankfully the sky was relatively clear, so after a strong coffee and some muesli,
Day Twenty One – Half-way
At approximately 04:30am this morning I passed the halfway mark. Given I’ve been sailing for 3 weeks this felt somewhat anticlimactic as rather than feeling
Day Twenty Two – Broken Gooseneck
It was a relatively calm morning, at least to begin with. I sat in the cockpit enjoying my coffee, looking out to sea, soaking up
Day Twenty Three – Tired
The first thing that greeted me this morning was a dull ache in my hands, fore arms and lower back. I tried to get out
Day Twenty Four – Impermanence
In many regattas, certainly ones with multiple races, sailors are able to drop a race from their overall points score, so even if they do
Day Twenty Five – Sleep, finally
Sometimes you just gotta do what you gotta do. Last night I needed to whatever it took to get some restful sleep. The engine was
Day Twenty Six – Crossing the Equator
Today was a day I’d been looking forward to for some time. At some point, depending on wind speed, direction and my course I’d be
Day 27 – A warm welcome from my Spirit Guide
The light this morning seemed different. Clearer. Full of colours. Dazzling, almost. It was a contrast of blues and yellows that I’d always imagined seeing
Day 28 – The Doldrums
I was warned about the doldrums. The tropical conversion zone where the wind goes to die. I don’t think anyone who spoke to me about
Day 29 – Helloooo PNG!
The breeze freshened after breakfast and by 9am was blowing a constant 20knts, you guessed it, exactly from where I wanted to go. A localised
Day 30 – “Watch” fatigue
Because I’m navigating near land and have various islands and the risk of fishing boats and nets with no AIS nearby, I haven’t slept longer
Day 31 – Fish on
I awoke feeling stronger and more energised than I had in days, thanks to my saviour, sleep. Sweet, restful, wonderful sleep. It’s almost as good
Day 32 – Final Prep
There are many “non-calendar” ways for knowing you’ve been at sea (and away from the internet) for a month. The length of your beard. The
Day 33 – Game time
(written from a windy and bumpy Coral Sea) I awoke with the feeling of butterflies in my stomach. You know the ones you feel before
Day 34 – Coral Sea
As I sit here and watch the waves roll by, cup of tea in hand (my coffee ran out weeks ago) the seas building and
Day 35 – Penultimate
While it may be bumpy and blowy out here, it’s a blistering pace we’re setting, with a new record today of 165Nm in a 24-hour
Day 36 and 37 – Cursum Perficio – We made it!
How do I put into words what it feels like to be home? To be safe. To have finished my journey. When I sighted land
Epilogue (and photos)
“Heart” and “Disease” are two words you don’t want to see together. They certainly don’t look good sitting side by side on the screen in
Episode One – now live
For those who are interested in taking a look at some of the video from my trip, my first episode of crossing the South China
Episode Three – Entering the Trades
Apologies its taken me a while to pull this one together. I’ve had a few issues with my ticker the past month and am still
Episode Four – Relentless Squalls
Unforgiving squalls. Fatigue sets in. Disaster Strikes. The northern latitude monsoon takes its toll. Episode Four is now live (language warning).
Episode Five – Crossing the Equator
One last squall, entering the southern hemisphere, welcomed by dolphins and the deepest blue seas and skies in the doldrums.
Episode Six – Papua New Guinea
Land ahoy, vivid greens, “fish on” and entering the Coral Sea. The penultimate video in my journey home.
Final Episode – Homecoming
Homecoming. There’s really nothing quite like it. Particularly when you’ve worked so hard to get there. The simplicity of familiarity. Of Family. Of Belonging. A