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making it work in menorca turf to surf sailing around the world

Making it Work in Menorca

As I pulled on a layer of thermal underwear and dug out my buried collection of wool socks, I realized that Ryan and I had out-stayed the warmth of yet another region. Being October in Menorca and already too cold for flip-flops, it was time to leave the Mediterranean and the Balearic Islands and start making our way towards the…

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On Logbooks and Getting Rescued

For all the times I have lazily and inconsistently jotted down coordinates and weather conditions in sailing logbooks, I have rarely (perhaps, never) revisited the pages I’ve written. And, frankly, I’ve not put much thought into the circumstances that might force me to reexamine those logs. But as I sit here, looking over the logbook pages of SS2, the five-person…

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The Shoreseeker Challenge: Rowing Across the Mediterranean

The first time our rowboat capsizes, I am completely unprepared for such a violent experience. Though, it’s true, I imagined this moment many times in flutters of pre-race panics, I also convinced myself that my fears were irrational, that the images in my head of being trapped underwater, held down by the weight of a rolled-over boat, were exaggerations; byproducts…

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Sailing to Spain: A Homecoming

When we pull into Cala Benirras in Ibiza, after 1400 nautical miles and eleven days at sea, it's hard to fathom where exactly we are in the world and how far we've come. It feels warm and familiar, like we could be pulling up to any island in the Caribbean. It's the closely packed boats full of naked people that…

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Dodging a waterspout in Almerimar

When Ryan wakes me up at 6 am for my watch, he looks tired and defeated. "I've been motoring at full speed for the last four hours and we've made barely any headway," he says. "And now we're almost out of fuel." He shows me on the charts where we are. We'd passed Malaga a few hours earlier and the…

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As the sun rises over Gibraltar

As the morning light starts to crack open the cloud-covered sky over the Strait of Gibraltar, I make Ryan a strong cappuccino and give him his 15-minute warning to start his watch. We dropped our mainsail during the night, expecting to hit strong gusts and messy waves near Tarifa with sea states predicted to get worse as the ocean funneled…