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Letters
From The Blue Waters - Three guys, a 41-foot sailboat, and enough
gear and equipment to wrap half way around the world... which
is exactly what we hope to do. Sailing south from California...along
Central America to Costa Rica ...then west across the South Pacific...
Australia... Asia... India. Why? To learn and experience the world first
hand, and challenge ourselves against the vast unknown. To escape the daily
routines that blur one week into the next. To shirk steady secure careers
now, in favor of amazing memories that last forever. And to return with
great stories, photos, and confidence in ourselves.
Letters From The Blue Waters - The saga continues - Last month in a special Escape From America issue, we introduced you to Colin, Bob, and Ryan - three Americans who dropped everything to sail halfway around the world. In case you missed that issue, we introduce them to you once again, and then move on in order to catch up to the boat. This will be just about as live as you can get thanks to Colin who brought his laptop along. Every few days or so, Colin wades ashore, laptop held high above his head. From the nearest internet cafe he sends us his most recent dispatches from the blue waters. Letters From The Blue Waters - We’d been warned that rounding Punta Mala could be a challenge. It wasn’t. We headed straight for the Perlas Islands and made landfall at Isla San Jose. We both knew Colin would be getting off Barraveigh for good once we reached Panama City and now she was close by. We slowed the inevitable by island hopping to Pedro Gonzalez, Isla Bayoneta, and one final night of Chinese cuisine on Isla Taboga for Colin’s 40th birthday before heading into Panama City the next day. |
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From The Blue Waters - We sailed further down the archipelago to
Rio Cacique and, while at anchor in the setting sun, we were approached
by a speedboat of spear fisherman offering us some of their catch. We gorged
ourselves for the next couple days on ceviche, baked Pargo, and Thai curry
Amber Jack. I scrubbed the bottom, went for a final run on the
beach and after another check of the weather report we had run out of excuses
for staying. All systems had been deemed ready, so at 1:30 pm on March
29th we weighed anchor. We only used the engine to leave the anchorage.
The next 36 hours were some of the best sailing I've ever had. Flat seas
with a constant 12 knots off the starboard rear quarter. We had no problem
doing 6 knots. That's pretty good for this old girl, weighted down like
she is. I think it was the bottom cleaning that she appreciated so much.
Letters From The Blue Waters - Girl meets boy on a beach in Costa Rica. Boy invites girl to dinner, aboard his yacht to enjoy fresh fish caught by his bare hands, in fact, it was a shark, wrestled to the shore saving all the local swimmers from a feisty attack!! ; ) Less than 12 months later, girl leaves "normal" life on land, to set sail with boy. For an intrepid adventure, fighting fearsome waves and terrifying weather to discover the luxurious beaches of the South Pacific Islands. Letters From The Blue Waters - We dropped the hook in the Bay of Virgins, on the western side of Fatu Hiva, after having left the Galapagos Islands 23 days prior. It really is paradise. Fatu Hiva doesn't have an airstrip; there are no resorts, no industry, and no tourists. Only the locals, the long haul sailors, and the French Navy. This is about as remote and as pristine as it gets. Perfection. It was hard earned. You already know of our challenges. Blue Moon had to hand steer the whole way, Helen Kate broke their boom, Sean's elbow on Aquantique swelled to the size of a softball after having it bent all the way back during an accidental gybe, and the Norwegians on Sailabout abandoned ship after losing their headstay and their anchor punching a hole in their yacht. They stepped off their home onto a merchant ship bound for Brazil. The saddest part of the story is that their boat was seen still sailing 5 days later. They never should have quit. |
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From The Blue Waters - The passage from The Marquesan islands to
the Tuamotu atoll of Kauehi was bliss. It took us 4 days and 4 hours, and
the sailing conditions were perfect. Every once in awhile I fall in love
with sailing all over again. It was one of those passages. The
winds were a constant 12 knots, the sea state was flat and easy, and Suzi
baked nonstop. We dropped the hook in the idyllic lagoon just south of
the town. In fact, “town” might be generous. It was more like a village,
or even a hamlet. There wasn’t 1 hotel, motel, bed & breakfast, or
even youth hostel. You won’t find a bed for rent or a restaurant or bar
anywhere on the atoll. If you don’t sail there, you will never see it.
The way the moon and stars collaborated over that gin colored lagoon while
being framed by gently bent palms was deliriously intoxicating. Don’t miss
out on this island. For me - that one atoll has made the whole trip a jackpot. |
| Also by Colin Reedy - |
Climbing
Mt. Shuksan - Woke up about 1:30am and stuck my head out the tent
at our base camp. We pitched it inside a waist-high crescent of rocks left
by previous climbers. The rocks would block the wind on this exposed point,
but the night air was almost still. At 6500 feet, the stars come out big.
The Milky Way splatters across the night sky like a stripe of white spray
paint. So clear.
Overland Through Mexico, Guatemala, Nicaragua - At one time or another, who hasn’t seen the image of a sailboat in some amazing tropical location and wondered what it must be like to travel and live on the water? What does it take? How do you start? Is it possible to shift your life and mind enough to make it real? After years of land based adventures, I had to know. |
Global Nomadic Housing For Expatriates - Part One - Global Nomadic Housing for expats? Why not? Design your living space & workshop and take it with you... Maverick designer Colin Reedy tells us how. |
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