Our memories

Top down from the inner foresail halyard area. 
At sea I let go a halyard, and yip - it was rock and roll up there. 

No photoshop, no one on the helm and miles of beautiful blue water.

Looking back, we realize now how few people have understood the change in life and efforts, along with the rewards.
Here are a few pictures of the good parts:

Leaving Panama, knowing +25knot
of wind was imminent

 Little did I know how much we were going to rely on this engine, which gave us no troubles. These narrow anchorages and passes are not palaces to sail. I admire the seamanship of the older generations, who approached landfalls without motive power. A new 50hp yanmar, with lots of marks on pulleys etc so I do not have to try remember in difficult times.





One evening, in the French Polynesians, we needed a slow overnight sail to enter the next reef system in daylight. Good company and beautiful conditions.








This view is our usual 'fwd of the beam' set-up, the 3 sails balancing them selves and the windvane doing the correction. Over 50% of our passages were fwd of the beam.

The big Genoa out forward of the bow does a fair job hauling her downwind.

 Our first offshore landfall, was the SE corner of Cuba, one of the joys of cruising - foreign landfall.


This is our V-berth inter-leading door. There is a warmth in wood, and whether this translates to ones psych or not is a different discussion, I just know how much pleasure we have had, been comfortably stationed inside.