Day 106: The Iceland Cometh
It's a funny old world - turns out the First Mate off the Reykjafoss used to be part of the original crew on board the Linge Trader when it was…
Day 103: Another Monday Comes
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…
Day 102: Heading East for Easter
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…
Day 101: The Shipping Booze
Today was a half day for the Filipino crew - it's a public holiday in the Philippines, so they got to let their hair down and down a few beers.…
Day 87: First We Take Manhattan
When I changed buses yesterday in Atlanta, I made a fatal error - I didn't push to the front of the queue. And so I and about fifteen other misfortunates…
Day 81: The Forbidden Isle
After helming the nightwatch, I got a few hours kip before Johnny called me up on deck - he'd been chatting on the CB with a passing yacht that had…
Day 71: Awaiting Permission
Another day wasted attempting to get a response from the Treasury. I hung around at the hostel all day, on line and making phone calls to every Tom, Dick and…
Day 62: Livingstone, I Presume?
I got into Guatemala City about 10am (not much sleep on the bus then) and hopped straight onto a bus for Puerto Barrios on the Caribbean coast. This was the…
Day 45: The Golden Ticket
Valentine's Day. My girl, Mandy, is on the other side of the world and every day I waste on this island is another day that I'm not spending with her…
Day 35: The Hitch-Hiker’s Guide To The Caribbean
Christal and I hit the streets looking for a way off the island. We even had a half-hour segment on the local radio station. We then spent the rest of…