​The adventures of
Saecwen and her crew

Week one was so much fun once we’d found the trades. With plenty of food on board and a new moon, oh what happy days. Fresh wahoo and mahi mahi perfecto for ceviche, and Saecwen’s under way. Week two and the wind got up speeding us on under reefed sails. Fixing and mending kept busy the crew until we were hit by squalls. Dolphins to starboard, flying fish at night, the sky lit up by the growing moon. Starry night watches were such a treat, here no time for gloom. Week thr

On the evening of April 13th. Saecwen took her departure from the island of Santa Cruz in the Galapagos Islands bound for the Gambier Islands in French Polynesia, 2,980 miles to the southwest across the Pacific Ocean. Saecwen's cabin decked with oranges for the passage It had been a frantic couple of days preparing for departure. Trips to the local markets to stock up on huge quantities of fresh fruit and vegetables were interspersed with plodding through the usual bureaucra

For the duration of her gentle 900 mile sail to the Galapagos from mainland Panama Saecwen provided a mobile home to a wandering juvenile red footed boobie (aka Doobie the Boobie), who took up residence on the push pit at the very front of the boat. A times, up to five other boobies would be squawking-off for the best position at the bow. However, on reaching the famous Galapagos archipelago this proximity to wildlife took on a whole new dimension. Doobie the red-footed boob