Hitori
I was hungry in the city of sacred temples and deepest sins.
Fabio from Harbors Unknown
Salt-slick thoughts from the edge of the map. Sailing, soul-work, and slow living with the sea as teacher.
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Twice a day
The moon brings the water.
Overcast
It doesn’t begin with the first drop.
It Became a Procession
Indonesia.
Extreme Sports
I was having an iced tea with the crew in Kupang, right in front of the beach where we’d landed the dinghy.
Unfortunately Lucky
As you already know, we hit something hard enough to destroy the saildrive while sailing north along the top of Australia.
Let’s Talk Cruising
Boat on concrete blocks.
No Bottom Here
Johnny was in the galley trying to feed us.
Just the Dark Parts
In silence, I stood in the galley.
It Had to be Something
I was walking aimlessly last evening.