There are a few phrases sailors dream of saying out loud, and after 37 days at sea, crossing the longest open stretch of the Pacific without touching land, Peter and I finally earned one of them: land ho. When the Big Island first appeared on the horizon, I had to call my wife and show her. Trying to describe the feeling of seeing land after more than a month at sea is nearly impossible. Relief, joy, excitement, and a quiet sense of pride all collided at once. Moments later,

We continue pressing west with plenty of blue water between us and Hawaii. The days have started to blur, but the lessons keep coming and the small victories still arrive right when we need them. Some days out here feel effortless and almost magical. Other days test every ounce of patience we have. Over the last couple of days we managed to experience both extremes. As you’ll see in the videos, we went from an absolutely ideal day of sailing with perfect wind to a full day of

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