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The enchanted islands of Galapagos

Written by gunilla on October 18, 2024. Posted in Blog. No Comments on The enchanted islands of Galapagos

Santa Cruz

It´s not prohibited to take your own dinghy to the pier in the bay of Santa Cruz, but it is not recommended because your dinghy will soon be occupied by sea lions and since the taxi boats are only one dollar per ride and they are in service 24 hours a day, it is an easy choice. The only trick is to call the taxi boat on the VHF and precisely describe the position of Yaghan among more than 60 other boats. The most successful call was to say ”al lado” which means “next to” a local boat and be persistent. We jumped on a taxi boat with a friendly driver that took us to the very modern concrete tourist dock of Puerto Ayora where we were welcomed by several sea lions lingering peacefully. It’s very obvious, this is their territory not ours. The next one to welcome us was Darwin, not himself but as a statue or brewery and on every second T-shirt. It is amazing that a man who only stayed for two months around the Galapagos has had such a big impact. The other half of the T-shirts are showing the logo “I love boobies” with a reference to the blue footed boobies (birds) on the island.

We took a very nice walk between busy cafes with delicious fresh food and Galapagos coffee, checked the surprisingly well stocked builders market and continued to Playa del Director, the local beach where we joined the black sea iguanas and laid down on the lava sand to relax and feel the ancient times reflect on the rough black volcano rocks covered Sally Lightfoot crabs. We were happy to be here and just enjoy the tranquility.

The next morning was a Saturday and we joined other sailors to take a walk to the fresh market in the middle of the town. We were astonished by the big variety of bananas, and vegetables, even strawberries. We tried thin cinnamon rolls, that gave us a taste of home with a south American twist. In the afternoon we took a taxi to the tortoise sanctuary. On the way there we already saw several land tortoises and our driver told us that the fences where not for the tortoises, they were free to move and walk wherever they wanted, but to stop humans from walking everywhere. The islands are really a free haven for animals.

The tortoises are free to move, but they come to the sanctuary to eat and sometimes to take a bath in the natural pools, made by tortoises by pushing the earth from one side to another. Tortoises are very sensitive to vibrations, and we learned to take care when we approach them and only come closer calmly without running. When they make a silent sneezing sound, they are upset and say: stay away! Our guide showed us the difference between small flatter female and bigger male tortoises. These slow creatures have survived thousands of years, adapting to different habitats with a longer neck or a different shape of the shell. Many subspecies of the tortoises are extinct, but 12 are still alive on the different islands of Galapagos. It was a magical feeling to meet these time wanderers.

On Sunday we had booked a tour to the small island of Seymour, north of Santa Cruz. We met the accompanying tourists around a statue of the extinct giant tortoise, Lonesome George. We were transported by bus and drove across the hilly island to Baltra from where we boarded a ship. It was a treat to be guest while someone else was doing the provisioning, steering, planning and cooking. We could just enjoy the landscape. A dinghy brought us ashore to the nature reserve Seymour island with bluefooted boobies, and yellow iguanas. At landfall there where only one or two iguanas, but as we followed the path, we saw them almost everywhere and they even crossed our road. We learned that an iguana could stay without water for a very long time. They are really like dragons, telling stories from a forgotten past. Frigate birds are also mating on Seymour Island. The male birds are competing about who has the biggest red balloon chest to attract a frigate lady. The sound of the ballon drumming became very load when the female birds flew by. Some happy blue footed boobies were chilling and looking out over the ocean, blue as their feet.

For the first time since we started our sailing fom Valencia, there were four Swedish boats in the same bay: Matilda, Elin, Pacific Wind and Yaghan. It was great to meet all and share plans and experiences during a delicious sushi dinner.

Isabela

It was time to sail to the island west of Santa Cruz: Isabela, the only one of the islands where you can step on the equator on land. Halfway there, we met the Spanish boat Ahlam again. Unfortunately, our schedules are not in sync anymore. Some turtles crossed our course underway. When arriving to Isabela we anchored among six other boats outside of Puerto Villamil. Our space in the anchorage got quite a bit of swell, so we were happy that a boat further in to the bay chose to move and we could get the perfect protected spot. Now we only had to wait for our agent Manuel to come and check us in. He arrived some hours later together with his girlfriend and a military officer.

Tourists are not allowed to explore Galapagos on land or sea by themselves, so we took an amazing tour to “Los Tuneles” with a beautiful snorkelling into lava tunnels where we saw seahorses tangle around underwater branches. We swam into a cave with resting whitetip reef sharks, quite happy that they don’t hunt in daylight. The most fascinating however was to swim with more than twenty giant turtles, so unshy, big and beautiful. We could swim side by side and just share space and time for a moment. This is an experience we will never forget. On the way back we even saw Naszca Boobies on vulcanized islands.

Back on the boat we had a guest on our transom, a brave sea lion had elegantly jumped up to the first step and enjoyed the perfect comfortable fit. When it made its way on deck, ou hospitality came to an end and with the help of some sprinkled freshwater, he backed back to the transom. He went away to hunt for some food, but returned every day to hang around and relax on Yaghan.

Another day we spend horseback riding on Sierra Negra on Isla Isabela, guided by Alfredo, an experienced and well-educated botanist and geologist.

Sierra Negra is a mountain with a height of 1000m above sea and a still active volcano with the second biggest crater in the world. The last eruption was in 2018, but the crater was shaped some 5000 years ago. Striking volcanic formations developed by the age of various lava waves from different eruptions over time. The age can be determined by the height of the candelabra cactuses that grow across the lava fields as they grow constantly 3 mm per year 3m in one thousand years. Look at the cactus next to Nilla!

Heavy rainfalls transfoms the street of Puerto Villamila into swimming pools and the local festivities with Miss Isabela are drowned by the shower.

It’s time to sail back to Santa Cuz and a tiny Galapagos penguin is diving under Yaghan as a farewell. We stock up our supply with delicious red banans from the tiny market of Isabela.

Back in Santa Cruz we prepare for the second part of the Pacific crossing by filling up our diesel tanks. We pay in advance and order 800 litres from a taxiboat with big barrels. So we spend the day waiting and are happy when the little boat with the barrels finally arrives. Another mission is to find small floaters for the chain, wich we will need in the Tuamotus islands. Having searched five marine stores, our taxi driver and a local guide helps us to find some used ones in the fishermen’s marina and we are happy.

In the evening, we meet other OCC members to celebrate 70years of the Ocean Cruising Clubs glorious existence.

On March 22 we follow the call of the ocean and start our next 3000 NM long leg – Galapagos to the Marquesas. At 10.30 AM we got a team onboard for clearing us out and make the required exit inspection, stamping passports and issuing the zarpe certificate for Hiva Oa.

At 11 we could heave anchor and we motored SW for 45 minutes before easterlies funnel along the side of the volcanic islands and Yaghan tears downwind to the Marquesas with 7 knots in 8-10 knots wind.

Sailing across the equator to Galapagos

Written by gunilla on July 20, 2024. Posted in Blog, Uncategorized. No Comments on Sailing across the equator to Galapagos

Tricky decision

Long time in advance we had to make the decision whether or not we were going to stop at the Galapagos while sailing to the Marquesas. It was one of the harder decisions to make, since the bureaucracy is quite demanding and the expenses high, but on the other hand it’s a once of a lifetime chance to see the exceptional sea and land life of Galapagos while being there with your own boat. We didn’t want to miss it.

Preparing for the Galapagos

Nilla contacted Javier from Yacht Agents Galapagos and he sent us dozens of documents explaining how to prepare for the Galapagos islands. On our WhatsApp group, one boat also published a compendium with photos and good examples of what was important to know while preparing for the Galapagos and also informing on nice excursions on four of the islands. We got a “Professional Hull Cleaning Certificate” from the Shelter Bay Marina and we also managed to get a fumigation done before we set sail from Playita Marina in Panama City. The further requirements where an international zarpe, a list of the last ten ports visited and, last but not least, a certification of our antifouling paint. Before we set off, we put the required signs, saying “don’t throw garbage in the water” in the engine room on the reeling and on every bin.

Companied by Dolphins

On March 2^nd we left Playita Marina in Panama City shortly after eight in the morning. First sunset on the Pacific Ocean. The first six hours we were mainly motoring until sailing in 6-7 knots in 14-15 knots downwind. It was a great joy to finally sail on the largest ocean, glittering in sunshine. On March 3^rd 660NM out of 780NM to Galapagos remained. Wind strength was fading, and we got just below 4kts speed over ground and could enjoy a green flash on the ocean. Magic, calm moonlight was lightening up our night on the Pacific and next day we were halfway from Panama to Galapagos. With only making 2-3 knots we sailed slow and then motored for some hours when the wind died out. Slowly the wind picked up above 7 knots again and we sailed, jibed, the wind died, and we continued motoring for 10 hours. On March the 5^th a flock of dolphins enjoyed the pacific sunset with us.

Pacific squid on deck.

Crossing the Equator

We had been quite worried about sailing the distance from Panama to Galapagos, because friends of us have had thunderstorms, strong winds on the nose and big waves. Luckily we didn’t get anything of that. The Pacific was peacefully flat as a blue ball floor. We rig the whisker pole again and sail with 8 to 10 knots. In the afternoon Captain Anders is making Tarta de Queso a la Yaghan. Nilla is braiding a Neptun beard out of lemon straw for Anders. All in preparation for our Tribute to Poseidon when we might be crossing the equator the coming day.

On the morning of March the 7^th we sail over the imaginary line of the equator at 0 degrees latitude and are no longer pollywogs but shellbacks. Happy to be exactly half distance between the north pole and the south pole. We cheered to the very good health of Poseidon, enjoyed captain’s cheesecake and took a swim in the clear blue water.

Reaching Galapagos

We continue southwards and at noon we finally see the silhouette of the enchanted island of Galapagos rising above the surface. It feels amazing to see the contour of the islands that we have heard so much about, mainly due to Darwins theories. We dropped anchor in BAHIA DE LA ACADEMIA on SANTA CRUZ in GALAPAGOS at 3PM. Soon thereafter our local agent arrived with the immigration clearance team. All together eight representatives of the government, immigration, police, coast guard, environmental control, etc. inspecting and documenting the ship, food stores, machinery, holding tanks, navigational lights and at least 10 different forms were filled and sign by them and us. All in a very friendly atmosphere. The process was completed in about 40 min and Nilla then served ice cold beers which seemed to be much appreciated in the afternoon tropical heat.

Panama Canal

Written by gunilla on May 29, 2024. Posted in Blog, Uncategorized. 1 Comment on Panama Canal

Shelter Bay Marina

After ten hours of nice beam reach sailing, we are arriving to Shelter Bay Marina in Panama on Friday evening February the second. We are welcomed into a vivid sailing community with sailors crossing the Panama Canal from the Pacific to the Atlantic or vice versa. Many haul out and leave their boat in SBM during the Hurricane season or just stop by while sailing in the Caribbean. It’s a melting pot of different cultures, experiences and languages. With the Whatsapp group administered by Debbie we are quickly up to date and connected with thousands of other sailors.

On Saturday the Cruising Rally Ocean Posse organized an infotainment day with seminars about how to set up opencpn charts, security at sea, interesting sailing grounds in the Pacific and a great Caribbean party in the evening.

Shelter Bay Marina is located on the historic ground of the decommissioned military base Fort Sherman with safety still a key with an active military base close by. The United States took over the construction of the Panama Canal 1904 and fortificated at both the Atlantic and Pacific entrance to the canal to defense the anticipated passageway. Fort Sherman was established in 1911 and the seven defense batteries can still be accessed by foot despite suffocating under verdant jungle. When operating, it was a complete base with barracs, a chapel, a cinema and family housing. After World War II the base served as jungle training for the US army. Since the Panama Canal was handed back to Panama in the end of 1999, the buildings have been abandoned and ripped of any valuable material and instead give a new home to termites and bats. The former officers quarter is now transformed to a very busy hotel and marina office.

Senor Carlos Chiari happily guides everyone who is interested in the history and wildlife of Shelter Bay Marina. And while Anders was travelling to Sweden for a week, Nilla took the opportunity to see the abandoned fortifications. Big blue morpho butterflies and smaller red doris longwing butterflies are thriving in the jungle where you still can find the remaining of a zoo. In the distance howler monkeys are roaring, slughs are crawling, coatis and agoutis are hiding. It would be a perfect scene for an Indiana Jones movie.

The crested oropendola bird is building its nest high up in the palm trees, hanging down like a pendulum from the tip of the leaf.
On Monday February the 12^th we hauled out in Shelter Bay to clean the hull in preparation for Galapagos’s environmental inspections but also to change the anodes – ant to check the propeller shaft, after a significant encounter with a very long and strong fishing gear line – just outside St Barth in January.

We planned to be back in the water today for our transit slot in the Panama Canal on Saturday but the shaft bearings were damaged. A worrisome message was that the aluminum housing for the Aquadrive (original from 2003) had a crack. We got a great tech-team onboard with a promise to fix this within a week – and we have a new Canal slot for Saturday the 24^th.

While Yaghan was on the hard, we spend the first three nights in the rather non exciting Radisson hotel in the totally non exciting and partly dangerous city of Colòn and then booked a room in lovely Riu Hotel in Panama City. Midday Thursday we were informed that two critical spare parts – a metal shaft bearing and the so called Black Jack rubber seal – was nowhere to be found in Panama. But hopefully three hours drive from Miami. It can take weeks to ship the part by mail, so early Friday morning our flight to Miami departures. No effort was spared and we got our spare parts, driving 370 km to the Tampa Bay where we met Joy at General Propeller who had prepared our spare parts. Thank you Joy!

One problem was solved but the next just waited around the corner. Yaghan still on the hard and we were moving between optimism and despair. When we did our spontaneous, fun and challenging trip to north Florida, the shipyard disassembled the propeller axis and realized our Aquadrive had a bigger crack that couldn’t be fixed. It fell in pieces. Not good, but lucky it happened here and not in the middle of the ocean.

Philip arriving in Panama

The only solution would be to get a new, 27kg heavy piece, which were nowhere to be found on this side of the Atlantic and initially also not in Europe. With support from Hallberg Rassy, Rodahls, the Swedish Aquadrive representative, and particularly Göran ”Bamse” Moberg, one single unit in a warehouse in Kerpen, 35km from Düsseldorf in Germany could be located. Now the organization of the transport started. We managed to get it delivered to the Sheraton hotel at Schiphol, from where Philip, a friend of Nilla’s son, was flying with the spare part to Panama. Luckily all went well and the aquadrive could be replaced and Yaghan splashed on Friday morning so we could use our slot to transit the Panama Canal the next day.

View of the Gatun Locks from the Atlantic Bridge

But firstly we needed to fill our food storage, so we took an Uber to Colòn and found most of the things all we might need in the next months to come, because where we are planning to sail in the Pacific it will be complicated to find food. We were lucky that Philip could help us and the supermarket gave us a ride back to the marina.

The receipt was longer than a meter and a half!

Swedish bags have found their was to Panama!

Transiting the Panama Canal

Months ago we contacted an agent to arrange a date for the transit through the Panama Canal and he also organized lines and fenders, well firstly some tiny ones, but later the right size.

We get the following message: “Good day dear Capt. Anders! Please be advised that transit schedule of your boat has been published by the Panama Canal and the specifics are as follows:

You should undock from the pier at 1430hrs/Feb 24th, then start moving towards the Canal entrance, stand by on VHF radio channel 12 for Cristobal signal station instructions, they will tell you the specific coordinates of where to wait for the transit pilot, he will come to your boat at aprox 1530hrs/Feb 24th, the transit have been scheduled to be “all the way through” departing the last locks at Balboa side at approx. 2330hrs/Feb 24th.”

So that’s what we do. The pilot is not a he, it’s a she, Victoria is boarding and we can proceed to the Gatun lock tied up together with the boat Rebel. Onboard are also Tina and Ingmar from the boat Idalina helping us as linehandlers and Philip (who got lost in the jungle yesterday, but luckily was found! )

The canal locks operate by gravity flow of water from the Gatún, Alajuela, and Miraflores lakes, which are fed by the Chagres and other rivers. The locks themselves are of uniform length, width, and depth and were built in pairs to permit the simultaneous transit of vessels in either direction. Each lock gate has two leaves, 20 metres wide and 2 metres thick, set on hinges. The gates, still the same since 1914,range in height from 14 to 25 metres. It is so impressive to be close to the gate and see the leaves open up to the new adventure awaiting us. You suddenly have the feeling being in “Lord of the rings”, waiting for hobbits to come entering the boat.

When we enter a lock, we wait for a line with a “monkey head” being thrown to us and we then connect the thin line to our rope, which is now collected by the professional linehandler on the wall of the lock. The lock chambers are 300 metres long, 33 metres wide, and 12 metres deep. In the Gatun lock, we are behind a big container ship and we are feeling really small. Luckily Victorias friend is a pilot on the big ship, sending us nice pictures of Yaghan.

After the three lockages upwards we entered into Lake Gatun, relaxing after well carried out activities with the crew – not only Nilla but three additional linehandlers operating the four 30 meters long stern and bowlines that ties us up to the walls of the canal. Big thank you to our new lovely friends Tina and Ingmar who took their Arcona Idalina through the canal a couple of weeks ago, when Nilla was onboard and got experience as linehandler. And also to Philip, a friend of Nilla’s son who was kind enough to transport spare parts from Europe earlier in the week and now is staying onboard for the transit.

Out of the locks we could motor in 8.5 knots, while the sun was setting over the Gatun lake, the moon was rising and Nilla served Chili con Carne. After little less than three hours and 21 NM we reached our assigned overnight mooring location where Veronica was picked up by a pilot vessel.

At 8:45 AM we anticipated a new pilot to come onboard for the additional 7NM before getting into the next set of locks, downwards to the Pacific. But we had to keep on waiting for another hour until the next pilot came. We were still very happy that we had come so far. The new pilot showed us the way to the Pedro Miguel locks. We pass the Gold Hill, which never has hidden any gold, but the canal workers were told so to be motivated to dig deeper. The American white canal builders were paid in gold though, while non-American workers were paid in silver, or “plata” in Spanish. In Panama, money is still called “plata” in the local dialect.

Because of the delicate nature of the original lock mechanisms, only small craft are allowed to pass through the locks assisted by linehandlers. Larger craft are guided by electric towing locomotives, so called mules, which operate on cog tracks on the lock walls and serve to keep the ships centred in the lock. When we arrive to the third and last lock, the lock of Miraflores, the linehandler on the lock wall manage to tangle the thin line on the bottom of the wall and Yaghan slides down to the starboard side of the gate. Everyone on board and on land get busy, but it takes time to get a new line and we press against the wall, luckily only damaging one big fender and getting a small scratch on the metal molding. Behind us, the giant container ship is approaching, pulled by the locomotives. Its quite a stressful situation. You can see us sliding to starboard side on the picture from the live cam above. This day, the new platform for spectators was opened and we gave the 1600 visitors a good show.

We are so happy when the last gate opens and we can sail out in the PACIFIC!

We continue to Marina La Playita where we are staying and installing solar panels, enjoying Panama City and preparing for the next destination: Galapagos.

Guna Yala

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Guna Yala – San Blas

Ever since we started to plan our journey many years ago, we heard that the San Blas Islands in the Archipelago of Panama would be a place almost like paradise. We left Aruba together with our buddyboat Ahlam at dawn and with with favorable winds and current going our way we have done 200NM in the first 24h or just above a third of the distance between Oranjenstad, Aruba and San Blas, Panama.

It was worth waiting in Aruba for the right weather window. We got pleasant downwind sailing in 18-22 knots NE. We reefed both sails quite a bit to ensure we keep below 8 knots SOG (speed over ground) to avoid arriving before sunrise.

Hola Panama! We finally arrived in San Blas and Isla Porvenir or Gaigirgordub and anchor close to Ahlam.

This is Guna Yala, formerly known as San Blas: an archipelago off Panama’s eastern coast that contains more than 300 islands, 49 of which are inhabited by the indigenous Guna people.

Very friendly locals paddled out and greeted us, and sold their traditional molas. Molas means ”shirt or piece of clothing” in guna language, and is a skilful reverse applique art form. A long time ago, when the guna people lived in the mountains between Panama and Colombia, they didn’t wear clothes, but painted their body in beautiful patterns. The Spanish conquistadores made them start wearing clothes and dispelled the gunas to the archipelago. The beautiful and historic patterns are now sewn on the molas. We got invited to celebrate the 99 year anniversary of the revolution when San Blas inhabitants won the right to maintain their traditional lifestyle against Panamanians, who among other things had forbidden them to wear their molas. Their flag sports a black, left-facing swastika, said to represent the four directions and the creation of the world.

Gunas still live as their ancestors did, in small wooden shacks covered with palm leaves and hammocks representing the only furniture. We learned that when a young man is married off, he moves into the brides home. From that point on, his work belongs too the woman’s family and its the woman who makes the decisions. Beautiful bracelets cover the women’s ankles with one layer symbolising one year.

Together with Toni, Ana and Carlos on Ahlam we are curious about these paradise islands and move forward to another island called Cabanas Niadup or Isla Diablo. where we find a wonderful anchorage, enjoy swimming and really fresh fish.

After just two nights with the breeze going through the palm leaves we had to leave this paradise and sail to Shelter Bay Marina on mainland Panama to secure a good spot for transiting the Panama Canal. Before leaving, two young and very kind San Blasian fishermen came by our anchorage in their traditional canoe- and sold us fresh tuna, only 2USD per fish. On February the second we are leaving Guna Yala at sunrise.

Sailing in the Caribbean St Barths, St Martin and Aruba

Written by gunilla on April 5, 2024. Posted in Blog. No Comments on Sailing in the Caribbean St Barths, St Martin and Aruba

Saint-Barthélemy

Suddenly back to double handed sailing, we set the course on St Barths. This island has been well known to us for a long time since it belonged to Sweden between 1784-1878. We had heard that the street signs would be in Swedish, and some wooden houses built in a typical Swedish style.

This Island had been on our wish list for a while. We were almost there, having motor sailed for the last 6 NM we were starting to plan our anchor strategy when we heard a noise and the engine stopped for half a minute and then started again. We were slowly going forward, but we had the feeling that we dragged something. After a minute we could increase the speed. We thought about jumping in the see directly to check the propeller, but we were so close to the anchorage, that we decided to wait.

There were at least 200 boats in the anchorage, and we had to search for a while before we found a spot. Nilla jumped in the water to check the propeller and found that it was tangled in by a long rope from a lobster trap. Anders put on his diving gear and equipped with a knife, he started to cut off the mess. After 45 minutes and an empty tank, he had managed to cut half of the nest and also cut himself on the blades on the propeller shaft, which normally cuts the lines. A shark came bye to inspect our methods. Luckily Anders could stitch the deep wound on his right hand with his left hand.

We went ashore to fill up our tanks and were lucky that the local diving company could fill two tanks for 20 dollars. This and a good haircut were some of the cheaper things on Saint Bartholomey. During the last ten years, the island has become a playground for toys in the luxury class. We could park our dingy between mega yachts before we strolled on the picturesque streets with wooden houses, almost feeling like on Marstrand in Sweden. The restaurants were fabulous with quality service and attention to customer at the level we haven’t been spoiled with recently. Almost too good to be true. The experience was as exquisite as the cocktails, but the Caribbean feeling had got lost somewhere in all perfection.

Before sailing off to St Martin, we stayed for a night on anchor in Anse du Columbier. Where we snorkeled among turtles. We found some nice corals, but years ago fishing with dynamite was a custom with a terrific effect on the corals. Luckily some corals have survived the radical fishing tactics.

Swedish handcraft from the 18th century. Made in St. Barths.

Sint Maarten

St Martin was our next waypoint, as we had heard, it would be the best place in the area to get our hydraulic system fixed. On a Friday in Valencia, more than a year ago, we had a leak on the hydraulic tubes to the kick of the boom. The tube had been replaced in 2015, but the sun had been reckless. It was a Friday before long holidays, and we found a company that could help us. Unfortunately, they could only make a steel connection (not stainless), which had to be changed in a year. We changed this connection later in Cadiz, but now the connection inside the boat had started to leak. The hydraulic oil container was almost empty.

The Island of Saint Maarten and St Martin is divided in two halves between The Netherlands and France. The oldest treaty in effect in the Caribbean is the treaty of Concordia. It was signed between the French and the Dutch for the partition of St Martin in 1648.

To reach the berth we had to be there right in time for the opening of the bridge. An agent came out to us to give us advice. We got the right timing and motored stoically in the line of boats slowly passing the bridge and the biggest parking lot of superyachts we have seen. We are directed to our berth beside a fisher boat and a catamaran on the Dutch side of the island. The Marina is nice, but as lively as the reefs in St Barths. It is interesting to indulge with the different cultures on either side. The French have the good restaurants and supermarkets. Really everyone on the Dutch side recommends us to go there. On the Dutch side we find all spare parts and electronics we need.

Dingy dock at the local marine store.

This is how the old hydraulic hose looked like.

The upper cover of the hydraulic hose was brittle, so we decided to change the 10-meter hose. This took quite a while because some of the interior had to be removed. The new hydraulic tubes are installed within three days, and we are already planning our next longer sail down to the ABC islands (Aruba, Bonaire and Curacao) close to the boarder of Venezuela. Our hope was to sail to Bonaire, because our Swedish diving instructor said it would be the best diving spot in the world. But we were not that lucky. The mooring balls are too small for Yaghan’s 33 tons and the Marina was occupied by a fishing competition and anchoring is forbidden to protect the corals. We set course on Aruba instead.

Sargasso weed on the way.

Aruba

We left the Lesser Antilles from Sint Maarten Friday morning on the 12^th of January for a 530NM crossing to Aruba – the A in the ABC islands for a first stop over on our way to Panama.

After 72h and close to 600 NM we arrived on the morning of the 15th January in Aruba. After a bit tricky docking were we touched ground in the very shallow Barcadera Harbour for clearing customs and immigration we could move to very nice and modern Renaissance Marina.

We can now enjoy resort life until a decent weather windows opens to continue to Panama

Aruba, also known as “one happy island” is the perfect spot to relax while it has any convenience you would wish for.

It was impressive to see flamingos walk by stoically between al the sun bathers on the beach.

Every second day two to three new cruise ships arrived to Aruba, making more than hundreds of new tourists happy.

We had to stay in Aruba a bit longer than planned due to one of those Columbian low pressures which often causes stronger than desired winds in the western part of this sea. So we got time to check the rigg with professional help. Luckily all is well.

The sailing community is very active in Aruba and it was great to have time to learn to know other sailors and share experiences. Most of the other fellow sailors were sailing to Panama. Toni and Anna on the Oyster Ahlam from Spain became very good friends and we were both checking the weather systems thoroughly and decided to sail together to the San Blas islands in Panama.

It was time to set sail for Panama!

Sailing in the Caribbean Guadeloupe and Antigua

Written by gunilla on April 3, 2024. Posted in Blog, Uncategorized. No Comments on Sailing in the Caribbean Guadeloupe and Antigua

Marie Galante (Guadeloupe)

We have tried to sail to the island Marie Galante of Guadeloupe in other seasons, but the winds have not been favorable. Now the winds were perfect and after we had cleared out of Portsmouth, Kish joined us on the six-hour smooth sail to Marie Galante. There were quite a few boats in the anchorage, so it was easy to find a spot to pull down the anchor and take the dinghy ashore. It was four in the evening, but the souvenir shop, where we could clear in was closed until the next day.

We managed to rent a car for the next day and drove around the little island, flat as a pancake with giant sugar cane fields. The cane is used to produce one of the world’s best rums, which we also got to taste. We can recommend both distilleries; Bielle and Bellevue. A friend recommended the restaurant Dantana on the east coast and we were pampered with delicious seafood and a beautiful beach. We might have been to Marie Galante out of season because the island was very quiet even though it was a weekend.

Guadeloupe

On Sunday morning we sailed for three hours with a beam reach to Point a Pitre in Guadeloupe. We said farewell to Kish, who took the ferry back to Dominica and planned the upcoming festive season when family was about to join. Marina bas du fort had a nice space for us, it was the first time Yaghan was docked in a harbor since Mindelo in Cape Verde. We were welcomed by the Swedish sailing vessel Celeste from Långedrag in Gothenburg with Captain Svante and friends.

Early Monday morning we rented a car and made all wishes come true in carrefour. We had a lot to stock up for a crew of ten. Now it was also time to check the rigg, especially our whisker pole, that got some scratches on the Atlantic crossing.

Chute du Carbet

Nillas brother Johan came bye on a short stopover from New York to Finland. Together we went to see Chutes du Carbet, the place where Nilla had a severe accident two years ago, flushed down two waterfall, lost in the rainforest and saved 20 hours later, thanks God, alive! (for more information see: https://wavelength.nu/the-miracle-at-chutes-du-carbet-guadeloupe/

It was an emotional moment to be there together. The personnel of the national parc were very happy to meet us.

Good friends on Guadeloupe

Family Joining

On Wednesday the 20^th of December Anders and Nilla motorsailed to the west side of Guadeloupe and anchored in Plage de Malendure. In the evening all children with spouses and beloved grandchildren. We stayed and snorkeled in the nature reserve of Costeau to nights before we moved on to Deshaies to check out of Guadeloupe and sail to Antigua.

Antigua

On the crossing we were so lucky to spot a pilot whale, coming eally close to the boat. It passed us on the bow and turned to look at us on the side. All on board, young and old were so amazed and happy fo this encounter.

We had booked a berth at Nelsons dockyard in English harbour, wich is a the historical UNESCO world heritage, and kept it as a base for Christmas celebrations, nice snorkelling and beautiful hikes.

With the help of readymade dough from Ikea on the Canaries, we baked some Christmas ginger breads in the Antigua heat. The smell was delicious and gave a special Christmas feeling.

We also recorded a sailing song on Antigua, soon to be released.

And of course there were some work to do on deck and great with helpful hands.

Barbuda

Harbour masters Que and Sherwin kept a place for us when we sailed to Barbuda. With long white sand beaches, Barbuda is one of the most beautiful islands in the Caribbean. It is also the nesting habitat for the frigate birds.

The New Year of 2024 began with spectacular fireworks and a big party in English Harbor. Being together on a boat gives a lot of bonding time as a family. We are really thankful that we got the time together. After some days we sailed back to Guadeloupe to say farewell.

Sailing in the Caribbean Carriacou, Bequia and Dominica

Written by gunilla on March 31, 2024. Posted in Blog, Uncategorized. No Comments on Sailing in the Caribbean Carriacou, Bequia and Dominica

Early December it was time for us to sail west and return to the Caribbean Islands that we had visited in 2021 on our first Atlantic crossing with our previous boat, Ydalir II (www.wavelength.nu). We had a good sail to Carriacou and anchored in the welcoming harbour of Tyrell Bay.

It was great to find some marine equipment at the well equipped marine store. One reason to return to Carriacou was to meet up with John at Xpert Studio to record some new songs. Stay tuned!

We moved our anchorage to the beautiful Sandy Island and Paradise Beach Club we are enjoying delicious food and also painting our new name tag for Yaghan.

There was also time to renew our dive training and dive around the Sisters Rocks west of Carriacou.

Finally Birk had to fly back to Europe and we gave him a dinghy ride to the small airport on Carriacou.

We continue tto sail to Union Island where we clear in and continue to Salt Whistle Bay and Bequia where we meet Scandinavian sailors.

We are happy to be back , but also curious to continue north. So we sail with around 8-10 knots for two days to Dominica and the Bay of Portsmouth.

Finally we can meet up with our dear friend Kish again!

She takes us on a tour to the Organic Farm, a non profit project where all the delicious tropical fruits are grown fully organic.

Rubbertree

Finally Nilla has a chance to perform her song `Mountain Island` about the nature island Dominica live on stage at Pays.

https://youtu.be/pchukdI5XbY?si=fLQ9Y8UsRKUElUJb

Sailing in the Caribbean – Barbados

Written by gunilla on February 2, 2024. Posted in Blog, Uncategorized. No Comments on Sailing in the Caribbean – Barbados

Barbados

Bridgetown

On November the 23rd at 8AM we drop our anchor in Carlisle Bay. We are advised to go with our dinghy to the big commercial port to clear in to customs and immigration. We call the port officer on VHF and ask for permission to drive in to the great port and, once there we try to find a way up on the quay. Between giant cruise ships we sneak to find a ladder and we really feel like Liliputians. Finally a ladder is found where we climb up and lock our dinghy.

Clearing in to Barbados was a longer procedure than expected. We were greeted by a very nice health control officer and he, like most of the people we meet on Barbados, is very surprised that we have crossed the Atlantic in our own sailing boat. Barbados is a Cruise ship friendly port, with the slogan to be the best cruise ship port in the world. Sailors on the other hand, are almost invisible and the clearance take about two hours, mainly because the personnel is not used to clearing in smaller boats.

Nevertheless we want to give Barbados a fair chance and take the dinghy up the Careenage channel to the centre of Bridgetown. We find a good spot to tie it up and quickly we are in the busy centre of Bridgetown. The mixture of historical buildings, modern glass department stores and long forgotten shacks is overwhelming . You quickly feel the British history infused by modern times vivid Caribbean vibe.

On Sunday we are searching for a church, ending up taking a taxi drive to see Rihannas dive and the tiny church where she sung when her voice got discovered. She grew up in the township of St. Michael, close to the cemetery, where, according to our taxi driver ” a lot of people are dying to get to”.We see several nice beaches, super exclusive hotels on St. James coast. The service in the church has already started, so we just sneak in shortly.It’s a peaceful place. We learn that the best way to find the way back is to look at the bus stop signs. If it says ”to the city” you are on the right way, if it says ”out of town”, you have to turn.

The currency in Barbados is Barbadian dollars, but the most practical currency is US dollars. We rent a car and drive around the Island. Barbados is the most densely populated island of the Caribbean with 656 people per square kilometer. Still we find wide sugar cane plantations and beautiful nature. The cane is cut with big machines, but also by hand. We visit the Rhum distillery, St. Nicholas Abbey and enjoy a ride in the steam train. (This must be the Island Lummerland, where the protagonist in the German writer Michael Endes story ”Jim Knopf” drove around in his Emma-train.) The Georgian style house is a museum and tells the 350 years story of one of the oldest surviving plantations on the island.

The Georgian style house is a museum that tells the 350 years story of one of the oldest surviving plantations on the island. Here we find precious examples of the Sailor’s Valentine, a souvenir of beautifully arranged shells, popular in the 1860s .

The anchorage in Carlisle Bay is calm and it is easy to snorkel to the nearby wrecks and dive into a colourful world of corals and turtles, only a stone throw distance from the boat. We drive to the fishing harbour to get some gasoline. All fishermen are genuinely helpful and show us where to dock our dinghy and where to gp to find some fuel. The three of us also need some more substantial fuel and order Coucou with fried fish. Ooh, it’s so fresh and delicious, worthwhile crossing the Atlantic for it. The national dish is flying fish, which is way more tasty than you think when you see the fish land on your deck.

Barbados has beautiful beaches and we enjoy having lunch or dinner at the Barbados Yacht club. We got a membership for a week and take part in life music and BBQ. Our British sailing buddy boat (we met in Santa Cruz and sailed almost parallell to Mindelo) Ellen with Julie and Malcolm, arrive to Barbados some days after us and it is wonderful to share the experience of a new crossing.

We take the dinghy in to Bridgetown to celebrate and what a big party there is. Barbados is celebrating the inauguration of the new monument in the center of the town.

Some years ago the statue of Nelson was removed and now it was time for the peaceful monument ”the Barbadian Family”, symbolising the family’s role in producing national heroes who fought for freedom and independence. The Prime Minister, Mia Mottley and the Bishop are present while unveiling the monument and the celebration continues for hours with many skilled singers and groovy music. Blue and Yellow are the colours of the day and we should have brought the Swedish flag! We are happy to be back in the Caribbean vibe and carefully dinghy back under the shine of the full moon, hoping an outlook for turtles.

Barbados is busy, especially when cruise ships arrive. We get up early to check out, this time we take a taxi to the harbour. We have got the information , that we have to pay 50 USD to an office, before we can clear out. Finding this office takes us over two hours. We are told to go to a big blue shack, which we do, but underway we ask for the direction. We follow the advise and walk all the way to the other side of the cruise ship terminal. Only to find out that we are completely wrong. The personnel are friendly and shows us the way back and we are gently directed outside of the Terminal. Half an hour later we come back. Nobody had heard about the office and we got the information that it moves now and then, so nobody knows for shure. The clock ticks and the office will soon close and we are running around in circles. It’s good with some exercise, but our patience is strongly tested. Finally we find the office and another very friendly man on the place which we had passed by five meters four times. This odyssey really makes us want to leave this maze asap. Which we do and sail to Carriacou.

Yaghans 11th Atlantic crossing

Written by gunilla on November 26, 2023. Posted in Blog, Uncategorized. No Comments on Yaghans 11th Atlantic crossing

We are so happy to witness Yaghans seaworthiness under her 11th Atlantic crossing. Yaghan is happily romping along in the steady following winds, behaving just like a horse livening up when smelling the green grass on the fresh spring field. Yaghan knows her way on the Atlantic and we just have to adjust the course some degrees optimise the angle of the winds into the sails.

Quite seldom our night watches were enlivened by passing vessels. The day after we caught a Mahimahi, we saw three big fishing ships from South Korea. Otherwise, the surface of the Atlantic was totally empty. We take turns during the night whiteout a scheme, just seeing who needs some sleep and then change when we feel its time to switch. Only waves until the horizon, until Nilla spots two finns of what could have been pilot whales. One day we catch a mahimahi, but it jumps off the hook in the last second, avoiding being heaved on deck. We learned that this will bring us a bigger fish one day.

On the 16th of November, we only have 1000 nm to go and celebrate half way. We have now been on the Atlantic for six and a half day. A Cidre from Santander ( a gift from Joaquin) to a meal with tournedos, salad and potato gratin is the perfekt treat. A cheesecake baked by captain Anders has never tasted better than on the middle on the ocean and Birk brought delicious chocolate from Bruxelles as a surprise. We still have a lot of fresh food and fruit as papaya and mango and we feel that we can continue to sail for several weeks.

The waves, ande especially the swell is growing up to 3 meters and when we get closer to Barbados, we see a squall on the horizon or the radar now and then, but not too close. On our whole crossing, the waves vary from 1.9 to 2.8 metres height and the swell, mostly from NNE with 1-2.7 metres.

On the 20.11 we have to gybe for the first time and 24 hours later the wind goes down tho 6knots and we start the engine. We still have 4500 metres under the keel when we stop the engine and decide to take a short swim in the deep blue ocean. We stay close to the boat all the time and hold a line, not getting lost. Now we now for sure, that there are not many boats to help in case something happens. The quick dip is really refreshing and it’s a lifetime experience to swim and be surrounded by the special clear blue water of the ocean.

When we set the sail again in mild 11 knots wind, Nilla and Birk go on the deck to put the whisker pole in the right position and Birk spots a really big whale around 200 metres in the direction of Barbados! We see the big fin slowly go up, before it dives! Size wise it might even be a blue whale. This is such an emotional encountering and we are happy to share the water, or more so, be a guest in the territory of this giants.

As the sun arise on Thursday morning, November the 23rd 2023, we see the lights of Bridgetown, Barbados. We are welcomed with a short soothing sweet rain, washing off all the ocean salt after 13 days on the Atlantic. It´s a truly amazing feeling to see land again after having been surrounded by water and colours of blue 360 degrees around us for almost two weeks. At 7:45 we ask for permission to drop the anchor in Carlisle Bay and we anchor in the white sand, close down all systems, jumps in the dinghy and drive to the cruise ship marina, where we visit the health department, customs and immigration. Now we learn to live in island time. Everything works a little bit more relaxed. After two hours we can finally drive back to the boat and sleep for some hours before we drive into Careenage in the centre of busy Bridgetown for a local beer. The Bajans (local name for Barbadians) are friendly and Bridgetown is a funny colourful mix of houses from different epochs and cultures.

Yaghans eleventh crossing took 314,5 hours and the distance was 2088.5 nm with an average speed of 6.4 knots. We are so happy for having such fair winds during the whole crossing.

Waving from the Atlantic Ocean

Written by gunilla on November 13, 2023. Posted in Blog. No Comments on Waving from the Atlantic Ocean

This is day 4 on the Atlantic Ocean, sailing from Mindelo, Cape Verde to Bridgetown , Barbados.

We have sailed 500 NM wing on wing since we heaved the sails and connected the whisker pole on Friday the 10^th of November. With more than three meters high, rocky, choppy waves, the first day was quite bumpy. Birk, Anders and Nilla shared the nightshift on the fluorescent surface, and we were all happy to be on the ocean again and finally able to start the approximately 12 days long sail to the Caribbean. With winds of 18 knots, we were able to make a speed of 8 to 9 knots. We gradually grow more distant to our buddy boat Ellen.

The further from the Islands, the weaker the wind and its gusts. On Saturday the seas calmed, and the winds decreased to a pleasant 12 to 15 knots with perfect visibility. We have a good meal, play guitar and sing. In the next night we see a ship and call it on the VHF, and it changes its course. Birds and flying fish keep us company while we gently sail with free wind straight on the rumbline. We enjoy papayas from Cape Verde and bake banana cake while we suddenly catch a beautifully blue striped Barracuda.

Even though this fish hardly has eaten any reef fish, we don’t take the risk to get intoxicated by ciguatera, since there is no chance for us to reach a hospital while we are out here on the ocean. 1500 more nautical miles to sail and the forecast is good.