
Leaving The Peace
Ahh, the Baja, a place unto itself. It’s Mexico, but it’s not like any other part of Mexico.

Ahh, the Baja, a place unto itself. It’s Mexico, but it’s not like any other part of Mexico.

The trade winds can either be a blessing or a curse. I sailed roughly 10,000 miles of the Pacific Ocean north to south while sailing

This is the first time in history that any organization has done a continuous marine plastics survey from one continent to another.

I think it’s finally passed, the 15 minutes of attention brought to the cruising community by the Rebel Heart misadventure. In the end, the American

A small finger injury causes blogger Michael Robertson to pause and reflect on seeking medical care when cruising.

We imagined sailing under the Golden Gate Bridge with the sun shining and a light breeze. Things often don’t go as planned.

Last year our Atlantic Gyre expedition was delayed two weeks because our sails were late to arrive. This year it is the entire boat.
Cruising implies motion; it’s hard to voyage with your anchor buried in the sea bed.

After a winter southern sojourn, it’s time for the crew of Lyra to head back north.

I saw one time, at a museum in Virginia, a curious watch with only ten hours marked on the dial. It turned out to be

You may recall that Del Viento, in defiance of all the logic and common sense we solicited, sailed south from San Diego with a broken

The worst thing for me about taking a break from cruising is having to find a job. Not the job itself, mind you—just the looking

Ahh, the Baja, a place unto itself. It’s Mexico, but it’s not like any other part of Mexico.

The trade winds can either be a blessing or a curse. I sailed roughly 10,000 miles of the Pacific Ocean north to south while sailing

This is the first time in history that any organization has done a continuous marine plastics survey from one continent to another.

I think it’s finally passed, the 15 minutes of attention brought to the cruising community by the Rebel Heart misadventure. In the end, the American

A small finger injury causes blogger Michael Robertson to pause and reflect on seeking medical care when cruising.

We imagined sailing under the Golden Gate Bridge with the sun shining and a light breeze. Things often don’t go as planned.

Last year our Atlantic Gyre expedition was delayed two weeks because our sails were late to arrive. This year it is the entire boat.
Cruising implies motion; it’s hard to voyage with your anchor buried in the sea bed.

After a winter southern sojourn, it’s time for the crew of Lyra to head back north.

I saw one time, at a museum in Virginia, a curious watch with only ten hours marked on the dial. It turned out to be

You may recall that Del Viento, in defiance of all the logic and common sense we solicited, sailed south from San Diego with a broken

The worst thing for me about taking a break from cruising is having to find a job. Not the job itself, mind you—just the looking
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