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.
Nope Nothing To See Here
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!
Beneath the surface there is more, much more than I ever thought there could be. This rule applies to most things in our world; there is always more than meets the eye.
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?
Let’s go on a little adventure… let’s say it’s about 4:20pm. Think that the colours red, green, yellow and black are somehow more vivid than ever before.
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.
At this point in our little quest I’m sitting in the back of a pickup truck hurtling across an ash plain in the shadow of Mt. Yasur. The scenery reminds me more of a moonscape than a tropical South Pacific Island. There’s ash everywhere.
Ahhh, The South Pacific; White sand beaches, crystal clear waters, spectacular reefs, and sun-filled days that melt into each other….. right? The mysterious island of Tanna lies about 500 miles SW of Fiji and has definitely eluded this stereotype.
Before reading this blog there are a few details that you may find entertaining. In Sulfur Bay, Tanna, Vanuatu at the base of a very active volcano exists a village known as the John Frum village.