Crossing
Tomorrow morning we make landfall, Suriname in the first light, but my heart is still bobbing along on days made of nothing but water. Water everywhere, and yet never the same: from whispering ripples to waves flexing …
Tomorrow morning we make landfall, Suriname in the first light, but my heart is still bobbing along on days made of nothing but water. Water everywhere, and yet never the same: from whispering ripples to waves flexing …

It’s already the 9th and last full day at sea. We expect, with a high degree of certainty, to reach the fairway buoy sometime tomorrow morning. After that it’s still a decent stretch up the river, but …

Yesterday, out of the blue, I got a message from what I think was a female Sinterklaas helper … 🎁 A Sinterklaas Poem for the Men on the Boat 🎁 Dear sailors, gathered on this floating home, Sint greets you warmly, …

It’s now Wednesday afternoon, 3 December, and we left Mindelo at around half past ten, bound for Suriname (Paramaribo). The distance is still 1853 miles as the crow flies, and we expect to arrive in about 10 days. …