The following pages chronicle the journey of the sailing vessel Pelagic and her crew. We are a family of 5; Michael, Amy, Zander, Porter and Anakena, taking our 42' Hallberg Rassy as far as we can comfortably go in three years. We left Oregon in September 2014, participated in the 2014 Baja Haha, continued on through the Panama Canal, into the Caribbean, up the coast of the US to Maritime Canada and from there crossed the Atlantic. After an arrival in Ireland we toured Scotland, then sailed down to France, Portugal and on to Morocco. In January of 2016 we slowed down considerably and enrolled the kids in a local Spanish school in Sanlucar de Guadiana for a few months. In the spring of 2016 we crossed the Atlantic towards the Caribbean. We are now in the Pacific, officially on our way home, albeit via a very circuitous path. We are currently in French Polynesia and looking at weather windows to Hawaii before finally making landfall back in the Pacific Northwest.

Currently our exact location is not available. Our spot coverage will pick us back up in Hawaii towards the end of May, 2017.

Our favorite sailing quote:

"If anythings gonna happen, it's gonna happen out there boss!" Captain Ron






Monday, July 27, 2015

July 27, cruising along the coast of Nova Scotia

We are cruising along, crossing the infamous Bay of Fundy, and traveling at about 6-7 knots with relatively calm seas. The last 24 hours have been surprisingly comfortable with enough wind to sail quite fast. We are close hauled, which is not my favorite point of sail, but with calm seas it is quite easy and we are moving fast. I almost hate to write this and jinx our favorable conditions. The forecast suggests the next two days will be more of the same conditions, so we are hoping to get to the Bras'd Or lakes early Wednesday. This region of Nova Scotia has been aptly described as "A basin ringed by indigo hills laced with marble. Islands within a sea inside an island". We won't have a lot of time to explore this area, but we hope to pass through the locks near St. Peters on the eastern edge of Nova Scotia and sail out the northern entry point at the top of the island.

We are passing the day reading and watching a few blue planet discs (yes, you'd think Z would have had enough of the big blue out here, but apparently not!). We are starting to see lots of pelagic birds, birds literally adapted to live in the open ocean. I've always been a little frustrated with trying to ID seabirds. In Alaska and along the Pacific coast the species diversity is so rich that it is hard to tell one petrel or shearwater from another and the auks all resemble flying footballs. As well, in the Southern Ocean, and our time there, the number of albatrosses that look like fulmars and other shearwaters make my little non ornithological head spin. Here in the Atlantic there are far fewer species and we love watching them because, in part, we can actually call them by name. We've seen leach's storm petrels, sooty shearwaters and a few great shearwaters (I say with great authority). They are all so graceful as they dip their wings gently along the wave surface. You don't see these birds in the tropics or close to shore, so this has been a welcome re-entry into the northern latitudes.

Porter and Anakena are in Alaska with my parents, so it is only the three of us out here at the moment. We will be picking up my cousin Cole in Newfoundland in about a week and will hopefully be able to cross the Atlantic shortly thereafter.