Every island in Indonesia so far has been filled with smiling locals trying to help, a lot of “Halo, mister” and locals taking 10 times more pictures of us then us of them. It gets pretty difficult because not many people here speak English. View More
It seems like a lifetime ago when Delos was in the cool, calm waters of the Pacific Northwest. I remember sitting on the deck layered in my Patagonia thermals and wearing my smart wool socks with sandals. View More
Pictures and video just don’t do it any justice. Even the super professional underwater cameras with huge handles, blinding flashes and wide angle lenses don’t do it any justice. View More
It’s 4:30AM and I’m on night watch. Only we’re not sailing- we’re at anchor in Sorong, Indonesia. The weather is calm and it’s a pleasant night. Why would one be on watch then you ask? Shouldn’t I be cozy in my bunk resting? View More
It feels like ages since Brian and I first started talking about sailing to Indonesia. We were in Melbourne, Australia and I had a break from university so some internet research was in order. View More
Dolphins came to swim at the bow yet again as we took up the anchor and left Ambon. To be honest, we weren’t too sad to leave. The only reason we stopped by was to check in with immigration and pick up some fresh fruit and veg. View More
