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






Tuesday, December 20, 2016

Latitude 38 article with an update from Pelagic

Latitude 38 December Issue with an update from Pelagic

Photos of the San Blas, December 20

The garbage in the San Blas is staggering

stranded on a deserted island (the dinghy popped and we had to be ferried to the boat by the Panamanian Border Patrol)


The following pictures are of Ustupu, now our least favorite San Blas Island after they fined us for anchoring in an undesignated anchorage (how we were supposed to know that is up for debate, but....).  The many Swastika flags should have been our first hint (The Kunas' picked this Native American symbol for an octopus in 1925, before Hitler chose it).











Monkey Selfie, San Blas, December 20

Monkey stole the camera

Loving the fresh water after months in the salt water, picture taken before we saw the 12 foot crocs

Rio Diablo

Never tire of those palm lined islets

Beach bonfire night




Laundry day in the Rio Diablo




Dugout canoe


canoes departing at sunrise

wash day on the boat

local king crab

buying lobsters




Another beach fire night (we have to do something with all the peat we have been carrying around since Ireland

check out the patchwork sail

More Kuna villages






Pelagic loaded down, we are the Beverly Hillbillies of the sea