I’m still working on the final edits of ‘Sketchbook Sailor’, but we’re nearly there. Writing a book is like being pregnant – months of gently growing, then an intense and rather messy bit at the end. Anyway, I think I remember saying at the time that my ocean sailing trip was to be my last continue reading »
This time last year I was trying to pack an impossible amount of stuff into a suitcase and getting ready for my two month sailing trip. It’s hard to believe that a year has flown by since then and what a strange year it has been. I can’t believe how lucky I was with my continue reading »
Two months ago ‘isolation’ meant the wide skies and empty horizon of the Southern Ocean; the peace of mind that comes with knowing that you and your small team of shipmates are over a thousand miles away from other human beings. Now, isolation means confinement, anxiety, the chill of loneliness and uncertainty. I think I’d continue reading »
Sea, sails and sketchbook – Rapa Nui to Falklands via Cape Horn When I was a child I had a globe. I’ve always loved maps and as we moved every few years it was good to spin the globe and see where our next home was going to be. Usually I kept it with the continue reading »
It’s time for an adventure. Perhaps it’s always time for an adventure of one kind or another? The trouble is, many people live in my head – it gets very crowded in there. The bold, brave me makes plans to have a bold, brave adventure and then disappears a few days before it’s time to continue reading »