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, August 7, 2017

One month post arrival

As we crossed the bar into the Columbia River, we still had 90 miles to travel up river to Portland. Zander spent some of this time stringing together all the courtesy flags from the 39 countries we visited. Our arrival also coincided with our nations's birthday, the 4th of July. As we made our arrival into the Portland Metro area, to the passerby, we just looked festive. About 15 miles out of Portland we passed a dingy, covered in USA flags, that doubled back to say hello, they were fellow Yacht Club members and recognized our boat. As we passed Sauvies Island we were hailed on the radio to come into a dock and share a glass of wine with other boating friends. Apparently they had watched us cross the bar the day before via our AIS and knew better than we did our arrival time. They mentioned that they had been following our blog and as they recounted several of our adventures I had written about, both Zander and Michael realized I had been writing quite a bit in the last three years. I don't think they were aware how much of our trip I shared and that there were actually people following us. Several hours later we docked at the Portland Yacht Club to a patio covered with people cheering. OK, so maybe they were there for the Independence Day celebration, but they sure made us feel welcome. We were in a bit of daze, but the Commodore brought us a bottle of champagne and asked us to speak a few words at the dinner that we pretty much crashed. I'm not sure if we were very coherent, but we certainly had a very lovely welcome back home.
Since then it has been a flurry of house projects, landscaping battles (death by blackberry thicket), a drive to SF to retrieve some of our belongings and say hello to family and attempts to re-engage in a land based life. It has been all a bit overwhelming, although at the same time it feels like we never left. In some ways we have slipped seamlessly back into the folds of suburban life and for some of that I am grateful. Friends have reached out, the boys have had countless playdates and morning gossip with running friends started up just as I left it. Those aspects of life have been lovely. We try to focus on those parts and ignore those that are less fun to engage in; like getting bogged down in traffic or something equally tiresome. It is a balancing act, as life so often is, and these are long lost skills for us, but we are working on our balancing skills every day. Some days I desperately miss the solitude of being at sea, the instant camaraderie you feel with fellow cruisers and the opportunity to spend so much quality time with our kids. Some days I wonder why we came back, but most often I try to feel grateful for the friends that we are reconnecting with, the comfort of being in a house again  and the close proximity to family. Those are all things that I cherish and things that I focus on as we continue to re-integrate into life.
Latitude 38 included the last leg of our journey in their latest publication. They have been great about supporting our adventure and hopefully we've been able to highlight the cruising experience in a way that is enticing, but by the same token realistic.

Latitude 38 article on our trip, page 123 August 2017

A few more videos

OK, not from our arrival, but a throw back from the outer reef on one of the Tuamotu atolls.

Not many pictures with Zander putting his arm around anyone, so I had to post this one. 

dolphin escort out of the Marquesas