21 December 2019 - Fairtransport
First time I saw Tres Hombres in Amsterdam I was humbled by her. She was quiet and gently rolled by the quay. Yet, simultaneously, she was screaming something I couldn’t quite get at the time but it felt important and real. I was curious.
Getting on board for the first time, just as a visitor, felt strange. It was like stepping into someone’s old home. There was a story in every wooden plank, character in each rope. One by one I got to meet the crew. They shared salty wrinkles, hardened hands and torn clothes. They talked about whales, and storms, and pirates tales; but their eyes had seen things they could not express and I could not even start to imagine. Their laughter was bright and loud, their gaze though, was sharp and serious. What did they learn? I had to find out.
I’ve never sailed before. I am afraid of heights. I would be useless on deck or up on the mast. But I have cooked before. So I had a plan: Maybe I’m not a sailor, but I shall be the sailors’ cook.
Tug; tack, tack, (accidental tack and gybe), tack, tack, tack, tack, etc. Like Tres Hombres’ mission, we sail backwards to go forwards Learning from the past, bracing and making fast 14 days of full-on by, Starling satellites sail through the night sky Engineless, just starlight in our small 32 m world alone in the ocean […]
We are now a week on the eastward crossing. We are heading to Europe. Sailing across the Atlantic. From Boca Chica we were heading straight into the Mona passage with huge waves, which made us a wet welcome on the great ocean. The boat was healing deep into the water at the realign. Our socks […]
We are fully loaded to the brim with Coffee, Rum and Chocolate. Barrels in the noise room, that’s probably a first. With time to think after weeks of harbours and civilization, I am finally writing my 4th blog article on this journey. Returning home I really look forward to seeing my families and friends again […]