January 2016 The breeze awoke with the colors of sunrise, as we hoisted our sails at dawn on January 24th. I sipped my coffee and wrapped my arms around Neil, overcome with a sense gratitude to be sailing once more after so many months away from our sailing life. It was a balmy morning along […]
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January 2016 We had hoped we’d be able finagle a way to stay aboard The Red Thread while she was on the hard, but Marina Pez Vela forbid us from doing so. As it turned out, the boatyard restrictions had a fantastic silver lining. We booked a room at a local hostel, Wide Mouth Frog, […]
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January 2016 A blanket of damp, broiling heat enveloped us as we exited the large sliding doors at San Jose International Airport. Unlike our rookie cruising season, which began at 48° north and ended over a thousand miles south of the Tropic of Cancer, we wouldn’t have an opportunity to gradually acclimate to the tropics […]
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Hello friends! We’re going to be trying something new in the coming months and want to invite you to be a part of it. During our freshman year of cruising, we made a few mini-movies and have recently uploaded them here: Red Thread’s YOUTUBE channel We enjoyed doing it and a few friends gave us […]
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June – December 2015 Several of you have inquired about what we were up to when we returned to the US for six months to restock the cruising kitty and to wait out the Central American rainy season. So, here goes: a single-post synopsis of the physical and emotional elements of six whole months!Work and […]
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June 2015 We most certainly were not veterans, but after four months of sailing and nearly three thousand nautical miles, we had certainly begun to rub the velvet from our cruising antlers. During months four thru eight of our first season, we cruised from the heart of Mexico to the northern fringe of Costa Rica. […]
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June 2015 One of the things we’ve learned since buying our boat is that not using a boat at all is far more detrimental than using it all the time. Walk the docks of almost any marina, and you’ll quickly eyeball which boats are used regularly and which have been abandoned in solitary confinement. Without […]
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May & June 2015 We made the most of our final weeks in Central America and squeezed in a final inland excursion. Midday on the 28th of May, we boarded our first of two buses that would take us from Central Costa Rica to Panama’s industrial crown jewel, The Panama Canal. You might remember s/v […]
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May 2015 I rolled a book, a Toña, and a straw into a small dry bag and clipped it to the center of our paddle board. I propelled myself on the cerulean sea toward an expanse of sand only visible at low-tide, where a handful of tourists had beached themselves on the sand. The sun […]
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May 2015 Mark and Helen’s last night in Costa Rica coincided with a reunion with two other familiar faces. Remember the two vagabond Brits we picked up in El Salvador? As it turns out, a night of vomming at sea didn’t turn Tim off to an extended stay on a boat, and as per the […]
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May 2015 The day after our passage from Bahia Ballena was our last full one with Mark and Helen. We awakened early and peeled ourselves from the relative coolness (low 80s Fahrenheit) of the cabin and then emerged from our fiberglass lair. Together, we savored fancy coffee and a delicious breakfast at Mercado del Porto, […]
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May 2015 On May 13th, we weighed anchor at 2:50 am, hoping to reach our final port of call in the mid-afternoon. Our exodus from Bahia Ballena greeted us with good winds. Our guests awoke. The sunrise was a wildly stunning kaleidoscope of oranges and reds and yellows that rivaled any dawn we’d logged in […]
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May 2015 On the morning of May 11th, we weighed anchor and motored a few miles west to Bahia Ballena, where we’d spent a couple nights before Mark and Helen arrived. Along the way, we ran our watermaker, and Mark hauled in a jurel (aka crevalle jack). Although the fish is often dried and consumed […]
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May 2015 Once again, wind funneled north into the Golfo de Nicoya, directly on our nose, preventing us from making use of our sails. The sky was blue, however, and having friends aboard made motoring less bothersome and the day more beautiful. Leaving Little Jesus and the Cedars, our destination was Islas Tortugas, two islands […]
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May 2015 We awoke in a state of near-giddiness on the 5th of May. In less than 24 hours, Mark and Helen, two of our dearest friends would have their flip flop-clad feet on Costa Rican soil. We weighed anchor, and began the final push to our rendezvous point in Puntarenas, a gritty commercial port […]
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