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, October 31, 2016

Hello Dahling.......Laundry bliss, October 30

Laundry has continued to be my nemesis out here.  I’ve done plenty of washes in a bucket with a plunger, but try as I may, they never seem as fresh as they do with a good old fashion washing machine. Not to mention, washing machines are few and far between out here.  In Bonaire I had to lug 25 kilos of dirty laundry 2 miles on our scooter to find a commercial laundry.  In Grenada there were two machines that you could only fill half way and there was always a huge line of people waiting to use them.  In French Guiana we had the small marina do our laundry for us (the only option there) and they told us they had never done so much laundry. While all of these options were preferable to hand washing, they still required a dingy ride and at least some amount of lugging dirty laundry through town (the “growing like weeds” boys are finally able to really help me on that front).  Laundry in town also requires a very slow dingy ride back to the boat; avoiding spray, and balancing a large clean load of laundry precariously on the dingy seat, trying to avoid a fall in the perpetually wet inner dingy. So, to be in a marina (no dingy rides) with not one, but two machines, virtually no one else using them and on top of that ridiculously cheap ($2 a load, compared to as high as $10 in other places) Mama is in heaven.  I know, how 1950’s of me, but somethings just make all the difference.
You had me at hello!