Rangiroa Redeuxdeux

by Dane August 29, 2013

The last month has been a hectic whir of life experiences and boatwork. I am writing from the boatyard in Raiatea (yes, back at the boatyard, but not in it) where we’ve been tied to the dock for almost two weeks, repairing the windvane autopilot and sanding, scraping, Cetol-ing the wood. This evening we depart, bound westward toward Suwarrow and American Samoa, approximately 700 and 1150 nautical miles distant, respectively. But I’m getting ahead of myself… Rangiroa was magnificent, as always. Within minutes of stepping ashore on a random stretch of the main road, our friends Mamia and Evotia drove […]

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by Dane February 14, 2013

Most of our time in French Polynesia was upwind, literally and figuratively. The wind was always on our nose, and if it wasn’t the wind it was the myriad of catch-up projects and breakdowns, the three full days spent in Tahiti trying to get permission to leave, a further 9 days in Rangi and Raiatea doing the same, or the expensive, ill-fated attempt at putting minutes on a borrowed sat-phone. I am not complaining. It was awesome. I don’t subscribe to the notion that “things happen for a reason,” but when we turned around to limp back to the boatyard, […]

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Rangiroa Redux

by Jessi January 27, 2013

Rangiroa carried some emotional weight with us, since Dane had been here 2 years prior and had some really formative experiences with his brother and the local rowdy gang of hard-partying dudes (and some babes). I saw the pictures and heard his stories, and I was aware that there were some big flip-flops to fill on this isolated atoll. But before we could even cross the bridge of reacquainting with the infamous Benoit and his merry band of fishermen, we had to deal with the gendarme, the local cops, who would hopefully be able to give us an extension on […]

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Beauty and the Briny Gimp

by Dane January 16, 2013
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“Livin’ the dream,” I laughed to myself. I sat there smiling in the dark, cold and exhausted, as another wave slapped the cabin and baptized me in a shower of tropical spray. Ah, the pickled taste of paradise. Wiping the stinging salt from my windward eye, I turned my attention to the task at hand. We were ostensibly on our way to Hawaii. We’d checked out on the last day of our visas, finished our shopping and set out from Tahiti with several weeks worth of cans in the lockers, and fresh fruit and vegetables swinging from the ceiling in […]

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Yacht Jumping

by Dane July 6, 2012

The first wave rose suddenly, seemingly out of nowhere. “Dane, are you sure this is okay?” Jessi queried, a smothered concern in her tone. “Yeah, it’ll be fine,” I answered. “But you’d better let me take the wheel.” It was a stock answer. Having been through the pass many times, I felt overly comfortable. But by the time I’d said “fine,” it was already clear that my estimation of the tide stage was flawed. Horribly flawed. The ebb tide created a disturbingly large launch ramp of water and we rapidly bearing down upon it. Cadence, our trusty fiberglass 1965 Grampian […]

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