Morocco Markets: Objects of My Desire

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It was hard to focus on helming as we pulled into the harbor in Rabat, Morocco, as I stared with wonder at the ancient stone structures lining the right side of the entrance and the colorful wooden fishing boats bobbing up and down on their moorings. I sensed that we hadn’t just left Europe; we’d sailed into another era from…

Cheeky Monkey is Seeking Adventurous Crew!

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S/V Cheeky Monkey is about to embark on the ultimate sailing adventure from the Caribbean to Panama to the Galapagos to the South Pacific islands and we are seeking the right crew to join us on this adventure! If you’re a Turf to Surf Newsletter subscriber, you may remember me recently writing that “I’d like to slow down in 2016…

Sailing to Morocco: Stress in the TSS

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As we quickly tidied up the boat to get ready to sail from Gibraltar to Rabat, Morocco, I examined the charts closely to understand the route we would be taking across the busy traffic channels in the Strait of Gibraltar. There were so many frighteningly large ships moving across the screen on AIS that our chart plotter looked like an…

The Gift of guests: sailing for the first time (again)

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I am sitting in the cockpit of Cheeky Monkey, enjoying an evening glass of wine with a view of several thousand gleaming boats in the Real Club Nautico Marina in Palma de Mallorca, when I get a message from my friend John saying, “I’m ready!” just as this picture comes through my phone: I start laughing and immediately reply that…

Sailing to Spain: A Homecoming

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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…

Dodging a waterspout in Almerimar

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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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