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, May 15, 2017

Clawing our way to the Marquesas, May 14

We are heading to the Marquesas, sailing about 45 degrees to the wind in 20 knots of wind, a current against us and about 2 meter waves....yeah, it basically sucks to be us! When the north winds are more prevalent we head east, when it blows more from the east we sail north, we are tacking our way to the islands, which we never do. We are cruisers, if it isn't downwind we don't go there! So why are we headed this direction, so clearly not in the direction of Hawaii? We are asking ourselves that as well. We'd like to provision there. Yes, we did provision in Fakarava, but our fresh produce included droopy carrots and potatoes (half of which are rotten from the inside) and onions. Try keeping 3 kids happy on that! Sure we got staples, but nothing else. Nuka Hiva had a bit more selection and fresh produce grown on the island, it didn't sit in the bottom of a ship's hold for 3 weeks before then sitting on the shelf of a local market. It seems crazy to go through this much agony to get some food, but passages are tough in nature, you need good food to sustain you. You can sit on a beautiful atoll and eat rice and beans and fish, but out at sea you need more. Our second reason for this pilgrimage is, we have to go almost this far east anyway, so why not stop and get a short break. Lastly, we weren't able to top off our fuel tanks in the Tuamotus. Normally on an ocean crossing we never go through much fuel, but the trip between the Galapagos and the Marquesas has made us rethink leaving with less than fully topped off tanks. Just in case!

While we claw our way Northeast, the port side of the boat is almost perpetually underwater up to the rails. Green water races by the portholes as if we were a submarine. The seas are big, but fortunately not huge. We've had some gusting winds in the high twenties, but mostly it stays around the 20 knot range. Sailing to windward is not fun!

At this point we are less than 150 miles from the Marquesas and it seems to make sense to go the full distance and get at least one day of rest, refuel and load up with some more exciting grocery items.

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