Port Townsend. Yard of the “broken dreams”. Continue reading “From dreams to lifetime memories.”
« Olivier, wake up, wake up! ». Sailing strait from the coast of Siberia, your « yellow patched boat » is now suspect! Some U.S Coast Guard undercover navy seals need to board her…
“The Kamikaze Crowd” or “the ultimate knight’s charge of Breskell cavalry”
To set up the tone for our last leg home, I picked up this advice in Michener famous book: “Alaska”. Continue reading “Last leg: False Pass to Port Townsend.”
It’s 9:35 AM September 12th. My old faithful Perkins rumbles again to life. The wind dropped in the morning and our Nunivak anchorage is pretty quiet.
Continue reading “Leaving Nunivak for the Aleoutians”
Beautiful Bering strait! Today, we reach some kind of sailing “high”. Continue reading “To Nome Alaska from Bering Strait.”
Just a few hours after leaving Tuktuyatuk and already falling far away behind, disappears a little dot. A last farewell to “Morgane” before losing forever sight of our friends. Continue reading “To Nome Alaska (part 4 Bering Strait)”