Entries from 'Central America'

Squalls, etc.

We had two options:  leave Providencia on Monday and hope that the nasty forecast would be “doable” or wait it out until Friday without any guarantee that the forecast wouldn’t change again for the worse.  We had to make a choice, and captain Josh had the final say.  Really, it would only be three days–a straight…

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Providencia, Colombia

In the faint morning light, I unclipped from the tether in the cockpit and removed my lifevest. I crept down into the cabin, seeing the boys both fast asleep. I had taken a three hour shift, instead of the usual two, because Josh had been up all night adjusting sails through changing conditions. He needed…

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Setting Sail

The learning curve on a sailboat seems to be quite rapid. When Captain says “let’s furl the yankee,” or “we’re gonna come up on the halyard,” the scattered shuffling through ropes with that look of sincere confusion only gets you so far. On a boat, it’s either learn or be useless, sink or swim. A…

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Catching a different wave

I wasn’t sure who I was supposed to talk to, but I knew his name started with J. Emma had told me about a person–named…something or other…starting with a J–who she’d met at Rio Coco. She said he has been sailing around the Caribbean, and he’d given her some advice about how to find a…

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Utila, Bay Islands, Honduras

The sun rises just after five and peeks through my window. Slowly opening my eyes, I become aware of the fan’s breeze on my legs and the sound of the roosters outside my window.  I sit up, ever so slowly, avoiding sudden movements. Tactfully and with precision, I peel back the curtain of my window…

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