Have you ever been on a long road trip and, near the end, all you want is to finally arrive? That is exactly where Peter and I are. We have been sailing nonstop since St. Patrick’s Day on 17 March, which makes today day thirty one. We have about eight hundred nautical miles left of this more than five thousand nautical mile Pacific crossing to Hawaii. The last four days have been full of adventure mixed with a fair amount of disappointment. With our limited usable sail platfo

As you can imagine, Paul’s better half ends up fielding twice as many questions as he does. Here’s a shore‑side update from Crystal Olson to answer a few of them . Why didn’t you go with him? Long before Paul ever pointed Hazel toward the horizon, he spent years watching sailing video blogs of couples, families, and even dogs living their best lives on the water. Somewhere in that process, he convinced himself he could talk me into joining him. The flaw in that plan is simple

Yesterday was a 24 hour nightmare. I wish it had been a dream so I could wake up and shake it off, but every bit of it was real and the consequences will follow us all the way to Hawaii. We are currently 1,700 nautical miles from Honolulu. Under normal conditions, with Hazel carrying her full sail plan, we would have expected to arrive in about twelve days. After yesterday, that timeline is no longer realistic. The day took a serious toll on Hazel, and her crew is exhausted b