Day 251: The Overlander
In a trend that will no doubt continue for the rest of the month, I got up at 5am only to find that there was no transport to the Congo…
Day 250: Clinging On For Dear Life
We motored in to Port Mole at 7am, gathered our things and got taken by the ferryman back to dry land. THE ANDREA WAS STILL IN PORT!! Oh yes, it…
Day 249: Sail of the Century
After yesterday’s epic sail we only had about 70 nautical miles to go today. I woke to find myself staring transfixed over the silver - and by silver I mean…
Day 248: Blister In The Sun
That night we made tremendous progress back to Gabon. I really liked Sao Tome, but there was no sense in hanging about – I’ve still got another 92 countries to…
Day 247: The Hidden Gem
Sao Tome. Wow. What a great little place. We pulled in at around 5pm, without proper charts we had no idea where. It turned out to be a place called…
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…
Day 245: Do You Know The Way To Sao Tome?
We had a couple of things to do – first up, get some damn maps (sorry, Hugh – charts) of Sao Tome downloaded so we knew where the bally thing…
Day 244: My Kingdom For A GPS
I had a mission. Mission GPS. The results of the election still hadn’t been announced so half of Libreville was closed and it wasn’t going to be easy to find…
Day 243: Pining For The Moon
Monday began like most days here in Libreville – although now I have Jean-from-the-Andrea’s phone number I don’t need to pack up all my things and head down to the…
Day 242: The King Is Dead, Long Live The King
Oo eck – Election Day! So here’s the situation – Omar Bongo, the former longest standing African president (since 1967 no less!) died a couple of months ago, so the…