A tired tern hitchhiked across the equator with us yesterday. We anchored for the night in an open bay 15 miles north of Caraquez, allowing arrival at the Bahia pilot pickup point at high tide…

Just after dawn it is cool in the cockpit. Coffee and la Testament Francais make my tiny bit of a hangover quite manageable. Miss Perfect is asleep back aft and will, I expect, stay so…

If you’re in London, and curious to hear Little Miss Perfect’s account of our trip through Russia, you may like to attend her Cruising Association lecture. Details can be found at http://www.theca.org.uk/node/28774. I can make no…

Two Days in Quito isn’t enough. On $75 tickets we flew up to Quito to bling up and kick our heels for Maxine’s farewell. I’m sure it is a lovely city, but after Cartagena and…

My gorgeous Rosie bounced into Caraquez jet-lagged to buggery but raring to go. She hasn’t been on board since the Volga River trip but was immediately at home on board, organising things and cooking to…

At last we are at sea, after a departure which was not without incident. The tortuous channel out of the bay has only enough water for deep drafted vessels at the top of the tide.…