The days of the forecasted calms have passed. The subtropical High is being pushed in the area where we find ourselves by a low pressure coming from the west. Isobars look squeezed in the meteorological prediction software,...
Time is a strange thing on board; days can fly by or pass very slowly. The hour before lunch is the longest hour of the day, where we wait with excitement, wondering what delicious things Shani and Cato will serve us today....
Pacific colonization and geology. A day of light airs, shifting breeze, and the now quite usual battles with countless passing squalls. Polynesians colonised the Pacific Islands from a starting...
The Pacific Ocean. A convergence of many of the stories that shaped society and colonial and economic empires, and which aided the understanding of the world and the development of science. An ocean and an era of discoveries,...
Two or three at the beginning. Then 15 to 20. Now about 50. Growing numbers of the multi-colored plastic bits and pieces were collected in each of the Manta trawls samples. Fishing crates, buckets, buoys,...
Stunning sunrise. Spectacular and dramatic clouds and squalls developing as the sun peeks over the horizon. A day of squalls, a dramatic sight, a phenomenon not just as aesthetic as it can get out at...
We're halfway to Rapa Nui. It has been pleasant sailing, with warm air, blue skies, and even bluer seas. It is my first time aboard the Bark EUROPA and my first time actually sailing. I’ve been to sea before. I am...
As we have left the coast the colour of the water has become a deep bright blue, making us dream of a swimming break. In these transparent waters, we can see far below the surface, yet we don’t see much life floating...
A day under steady South-easterly winds, blowing at a good 18 to 20kn, allowing us to continue with the good sailing under full canvas. Beam reach sailing the Europa keeps today speeds around the 8 to 9kn on her westerly...
Our sails are billowing with the wind, carrying us further into the great blue expanse. The estimated time of arrival is changing daily as the strength of the wind varies. We finally sail west, accompanied by a pod of striped...