How suddenly things change..

The is without doubt the hardest blog post I have ever written …

The day after Nick and Cynthia left we had a devastating call from my daughter.  My sister had developed pneumonia and I was to fly back to UK immediately.  Tragically she lost her battle 24 hours after I arrived and 3 hours short of her birthday.  Her four sons were all with her, three of them had also flown in from various parts of the world including her 4 month old granddaughter. In fact other than her eldest son – continue reading… >

Mayotte & The mainland of Africa


The Yacht Club in Mayotte

Well we had done it – sailed across the Indian Ocean from Thailand to Tanzania – a journey of nearly 4,000 nautical miles with the route we took. It was not as bad as it could have been with no major breakages or storms to deal with. On our way to Tanzania we stopped at the island of Mayotte for a couple of days to have a break and also to visit this small outpost of France. Mayotte is as different from Madagascar as chalk is from cheese. Mayotte voted to stay part of France back in 1974 unlike the neighbouring island chain of Cormoros who chose independence. – continue reading …>

Independence Day – Malagasy style


A local family sitting on their verandah

We decided to head down to a bay called Munoko Bay as we had heard really good things about it, so on the way we stopped at Tanikely.  The guys had a dive and we walked up to the top of the island to look at the view. Tanikely is a marine reserve which is good as it protects the island but it is so small we only stayed for the morning and the headed off to Munoko. We arrived just on dusk and so decided to explore the next morning. It is a lovely island with a small community of about 60 people and the head ‘chief’ is actually a woman so we gave her our gifts for the – continue reading …>

Madagascar magic..

Fish drying on the beach

After a couple of days in Hellville enjoying the delights of being back in a bustling town complete with coffe shops, markets and restaurants we headed round to Crater Bay – a small fishing boat harbour about 5nm away.  This is where the Nozy Be yacht club is situated and we found a washing machine, book exchange, small chandlers, bar and restaurant here.  We were offered a mooring at $30 a week which we thought good value, so we settled in and spent the week exploring.  About 1km away was the small town which caters for the mainly ex-pat community and tourists.   Continue reading

Africa – we made it….

Nozy Mitsio beach

We ended up making the decision to come to Madagascar on a whim after not being able to anchor in Peros Banos, so the usual build up to a long crossing was absent.  I usually do some cooking for the night runs, have all the washing done, have a nap in the afternoon in preparation for the night watches, have all the charts checked and the route inputted to the computers, but this time we just made the decision on the spur of the moment and left.  This was to be our longest unbroken sail to date at over 1500 NM and we had expected it to take about 10 days.  There is an island called Agelaga which would be a great little stopover if we needed a break. Continue reading


Arriving in gorgeous Chagos

Fully laden with provisions for at least two months, we set off for the long sail down to Chagos.  After the frenetic Indian lifestyle and muggy air, we were really looking forward to some peace and serenity in the archipelago of Chagos which is situated bangslap in the middle of the Indian Ocean.  The journey was tough – not because it was uncomfortable but because it was infuriating with winds coming from the south and currents pushing us east, we found ourselves doing a massive 100NM detour just to make headway to our destination. It is incredibly frustrating to find yourself sailing all day only to be 50 NM nearer your destination.

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Agra, Taj & Cochin



After a hectic day seeing the sights of Jaipur we ended up back at the hotel and went for walk to unwind.  We passed a tailors and we called in to see if they had any cotton trousers for Ian.  They offered to make us some and have them ready by 9pm so we chose the material and true to their word they were made in a couple of hours and fitted perfectly.  While we were waiting we wandered round and came across a small festival where they were giving out fruit, ice-cream and rotis.  We became the instant attraction as all the kids milled around us thrusting drinks and ice creams into our hands.  It was a lovely end to a lovely day. -continue reading… >