After sailing from Seattle to New Zealand through a good chunk of the South Pacific the Delos crew parks the boat in Auckland for 6 months to explore Aotearoa by land before preparing to sail to Fiji.
Nope Nothing To See Here
Wow, if you asked me where I’d be living 4 years ago I’d never, ever have guessed Melbourne (pronounced Melbin’). But yet here I am living on the South coast in the Land Down Under. I’m only 300 miles from Tasmania! Life’s strange like that.
As I sit here writing this it’s been just over 9 months since we cast off the dock lines in New Zealand and headed back to the islands. 9 Months! It seems like just a few weeks ago we set sail for Fiji.
We left Ghizo, Solomon Islands with a forecast for light and variable winds and were prepared to motor for a day or so looking for breeze. Fortunately the passage gods smiled and gave us 5-10 knots right out of the reef.
Delos is currently 640 miles from Cairns, Australia! She is sailing at an impressive 7.5 knots with 17 knots of breeze on the beam. At this rate we should make landfall sometime on Monday!
If I had $1 for every time I’ve been asked “So, do you carry guns?”, let’s just say I wouldn’t need to work when we arrive on Australian shores. Seriously, I’ve been asked this question a lot over the past years. And never, ever did the relevance sink in until recently.
Hello Delos world. Today its time to find out what type of harbor night watchman you’d be. You’re in the Solomon Islands, a South Pacific country known for its unruly pirate behavior
Doing great, pirate, stay the course! 🙂 Hello, my name is Mem0….I’m a Clown fish and I live in a sea anemone. No, I am not related to Nemo who became famous over some stupid movie filmed on the Great Barrier Reef, about 700 miles away.
I totally agree with you! We’ve been blog slackers for the past month as we traveled through Banks, Torres, and Santa Cruz islands. Sometimes you wake up and realize that a month has flown by. We did take lot’s of pics though…..
It’s scary. You’re diving. You’re 210 feet below the surface. You’re inside a 210 meter ship at the stern. And you’re alone. All alone. Once upon a time there were five of you.
He sits about 10 feet above you, perched on a steel beam. His legs are crossed, each knee perfectly aligned with the other. His arms cross his chest and he’s leaning slightly backward . He’s the epitome of relaxation, comfort, and balance.
Nambawan! All of a sudden we are sailing away from Vanuatu and heading north towards the Solomons. Woah crazy! Pull up the anchor and it hits us all at the same time… We’re leaving Vanuatu. How did this moment creep up on us?
Before our blog moves on and starts focusing on other islands in Vanuatu there is a story we would like to share. It takes place on, yep you guessed it, Tanna.
Quick Note- If you’re easily offended by ritualistic animal killings andor ceremonial nudity (it was like we were about to film a really taboo and niche category of adult porn for a site like https://www.hdpornvideo.xxx/?hl=ja) you may want to skip this one…..
Sometimes you just need a break. A break from what you may ask? Isn’t this whole trip a break? Well, the answer is both yes and no.
Drinkem Yumi Bigfella Kava- A Night At The Nakamal- by Brian
The first time I tried Kava was in Niue, Cook Islands. We bought a small bag for $20NZ and headed over to our buddy boat Ghost.
