It’s around lunch time, the Tres Hombres is moored in the marina at Le Marin, Martinique. We have just crossed the Atlantic ocean, and here we are unloading wine we have brought from France, and some empty barrels to be filled with rum. My job for the morning was the ship’s laundry, and I have […]
At 15° N, 48°W this is about 3 hours after European midnight. The full moon enlightens our smooth passage towards the west, but we have one thing in common, no fireworks will shatter the night sky above us. Surely we will raise the glass to welcome another year, as we, no more than anyone else, […]
au total que nous voguons au gré du vent et du courant, dans notre quête de grand large, quittant le luxueux abri que nous offrait La Palma. Et un peu moins de 10 jours que le compas n’indique maintenant que l’ouest devant nous. Ça y est nous y sommes, cet océan dont on nous conte […]
It sounds like directions from a fairy tale quest: Head south until the fish start flying then turn your bow due west. And if you follow these simple directions you’ll end up where the rum tastes best. Of course some trimming and maybe a gybe or two along the way but it’s a good start […]
Als 2020 ons een ding geleerd heeft, is dat niet alles te plannen valt. Zo verdwenen al mijn plannen die zich buiten het huis afspelen een voor een in een la. Eentje, gepland voor het eind van 2020 bleef echter al die tijd overeind: de oceaan oversteken met de Tres Hombres. De vraag naar vracht […]
Gestern und Morgen spielen endlich kein Rolle mehr. Der Wind und die Wellen, die das Schiff schaukeln, welches uns über die Wüste des Ozeans trägt, lassen den Moment so klar werden, wie die Sonne den Himmel. Trotz des Korsetts der Routine spüre ich die Freiheit auf eine Art, wie sie mir bis jetzt unbekannt war. […]
There are no more Teaclippers but there is a Rumclipper! With a cup of tea standing on the roof next to the wheel, the helmsman stands easy, steering to the following sea, while the ship logs 9, 10, 11 knots like nothing. It’s Sunday, some people of the watch are dancing on the middeck to […]
The first two stun ‘sails joined our beautiful rig today and were celebrated with cinnamon rolls out of our French cuisine. At the first sign of the Tradewinds we took down booms and blocks from the starboard side and mounted everything on the windward side, heading more or less south in search of more wind […]
For the past few weeks I have felt like the luckiest woman in Ireland… or more precisely, the luckiest woman out of Ireland, as I managed to escape both the northern hemisphere winter and the global Covid pandemic in one fell swoop, by jumping on board the Tres Hombres when it pulled into Cork harbour […]
Now for the people that understand my surname and know a little about growing up in Holland, there might be some indication of a past spent on the side of one of the many canals. Leisurely staring at an orange dot bobbing away on a wind rippled surface of a pond trying to catch what […]
