Snapshots from Crossing the Atlantic

It’s now a week since we arrived here in Martinique. The solitude of the ocean passage seems like a distant memory. Irish John returned home to his farm near Cork only a couple of days after we arrived, and since then we have moved from the quiet anchorage into the busy marina to make the post-crossing repairs and re-provisioning easier.

10 firsts from my first 10 days on board

I have now been living aboard Mehalah, the boat I will cross the Atlantic on, for 10 days. It has flown by, but also feels as though I have always been here.

Inspiration – Mary Oliver

I read this in my small book of Mary Oliver poetry soon after visiting a boat for sale in Cornwall, seriously considering buying it despite never having sailed. IF I WANTED A BOAT I would want a boat, if I wanted a boat, that bounded hard on the waves, that didn’t know starboard from portContinue reading “Inspiration – Mary Oliver”

Inspiration – Kahlil Gibran

In the midst of my reflections on house buying, weighing the security of a comfortable home with the financial stability and trappings it would require, I read Kahlil Gibran’s The Prophet, and specifically the part on houses. The whole passage encouraged me as I turned away from bricks and mortgages, but one line stuck withContinue reading “Inspiration – Kahlil Gibran”

How did I get here – reflections on houses

In March 2014, feeling a little lost in between jobs and in the aftermath of heart wrenching turmoil, I walked up the coast of southwest Portugal along the Fisherman’s Trail section of the Rota Vicentina, with my brother Alec. It was the first time we had spent time together since we were teenagers (something ofContinue reading “How did I get here – reflections on houses”

A vague plan

Setting off from the UK at the end of December, I am working my way slowly south to join a boat sailing from Lanzarote to Martinique in February. From there, I plan to crew on different boats around the Caribbean for a few months, before finding a boat sailing back to Europe in time forContinue reading “A vague plan”