Monthly Archives: July 2010

The Easiest Thing I Ever Fixed

  And so, after a deceptively strong cup of coffee aboard ‘Sea Level’, I bid Kent and Jimmy farewell. That was just the extra kick I needed to attack the ‘new’ leak. I’d been feeling an overall lack of passion for fixing things over the last month, and the new trickle of water had [...]
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I No Want More Fixy Fixy!?

Swell’s bilge wasn’t dry for long. After a month or so afloat, a constant trickle of water coming from below the fuel tank could not be ignored. The galley sink drain had broken two weeks priors, sending seawater spilling in, but I fixed it right away and all the spillage would have long since dried? [...]
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Raa-Mau-Riri Swallows the Sun

The days flew by and all of a sudden it was July 11th. This was the day that astronomers and eclipse chasers around the world had been waiting for…the moon would pass directly over the sun and cast a shadow across the Earth to be seen for those anywhere along a tiny belt of the [...]
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Boom and Doom

For a second I thought he was dead, lying there face up right below the boom in his sailing harness. I’d come out of the cabin from an attempt to rest to find him splayed there across the cockpit. It had to be nearly 3am. “Nalu! Nalu!” I leapt over the wheel and shook him. [...]
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Galley Grinds…

Now that I have my galley back, with fresh countertops and a new sink drain, I’m spending a bit more time trying to properly nourish myself. I’d been getting by eating cabbage salads and heavily buttered baguettes for way too long. Sadly, 85-90% of food eaten in Tahiti is imported and the vegetables grown locally [...]
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Carissa and Bethany Charge Teahupo’o

I heard a voice outside calling my name, and popped up to see Raimana and Tim and Eric in the familiar orange poti marara. “How’s it going? Are you safe? Everything okay?” Raimana asked. I filled them in briefly on the boatyard complications and promised to see them in the lineup in the coming days… [...]
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