Having pulled it all together in a rather wonderful way (cat adoption, mega-shop, cooking frenzy, check-out of customs, happy dinners, sad farewells) we were ready to leave bang on time – on the morning of Friday 5 October. The weather forecast had remained fairly steady. Most importantly (for me) was minimal swell – I was …
By the time we arrived on Santo, anchored off Beachfront Resort, I was SO READY for some urban life. That would be a guarranteed fruit and vegetable market and a supermarket. Luganville ticked both these boxes. I’m happy to rough it, but when food supplies get low after six weeks going from island to island, …
She landed on all four paws. Honey the BoatCat was my midlife crisis. The Italian man I couldn’t resist, the Ferrari I had to have. So it should not be any great surprise that it didn’t work out. Honey is a gorgeous feisty fuzzbot, but, as it turns out, fundamentally unsuited to life on a …
Our journey from Pentecost to Maewo was a wet one. The seas were confused and there was wind against tide through the awesomely named Lolvavavana Passage (LOL!). M says it looked a lot worse than it actually was and we expected things to get crazy, but it didn’t happen. Bella Luna sliced through it all …
The sail from Ambrym to Waterfall Bay was a little bit woolly. A lot of wind and spray. M and I were both hopeful that we might be able to anchor in Bay Martelli, right at the base of the island. We sailed in to have a look around, but although it was extremely beautiful, …
