Day 246: The Blue Desert
So then your humble narrator found himself back on the high seas. The Reol was tiny – the smallest vessel I’ve been on so far, just about 7 meters in…
So then your humble narrator found himself back on the high seas. The Reol was tiny – the smallest vessel I’ve been on so far, just about 7 meters in…
Day 198: The Approach17 July 2009Wahwahweewah. Friday! Are we still at sea? It would appear so. No sign of Dakar yet, but the GPS was insisting it was less than…
Day 194: Ray The Ray13 July 2009Wow! I can honestly say that I have never seen anything like this before. There was not one iota of a smidgin of a…
Day 190: On The Beach 9 July 2009 Perhaps I should have mentioned this before – Val, the guy who was ‘helping’ me last week is now demanding that I…
As I kid, I was always HACKED off that the BBC in their infinite wisdom altered the name of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles to the Teenage Mutant Hero Turtles…
I got to the fisherman's beach just after midnight - there she was, the Mustapha Sy - a wooden long boat just two metres wide that the Vikings may have…
Had a good chat with Chivas Regal, the cook, today - remarkable chap, last year the boat he was on from Kenya to Romania was captured by Somalian Pirates and…
This isn't even funny anymore. The sea isn't even that rough - the Gulf Stream in a little yacht was much, much worse. And yet I've been sick three times…
Oh my word, I feel ROTTEN! Spent a good part of today in bed, did a little editing, but it's hard to concentrate when you feel two seconds away from…
Aside from our heading, the least Easterly Easter of my life - no chocolate eggs, in fact no chocolate at all! To be honest with you, I spent most of…