I just landed in Oahu and finally saw Hazel for the first time since May. I didn’t realize how much I missed her until I was standing there looking at her, this boat that somehow manages to be both beauty and strength in one graceful shape. She has been resting quietly in Ko Olina Marina, her lines secure and her hull kissed by the protected Hawaiian waters she earned after more than fifteen thousand nautical miles. The Pacific crossing from Panama still feels like a half dre

Hazel rests now in Ko Olina Marina on Oahu, her lines secured and her hull gently touching the protected Hawaiian water after more than twelve thousand nautical miles of rivers and open ocean. The Last Dance from Hilo Bay to Honolulu is behind us. Repairs are waiting. Summer downtime has officially begun. As Peter and I step off her deck for the first time in months, the weight of every mile we traveled finally settles in. It arrives not as exhaustion, but as gratitude. It al

Hazel is on her final voyage before she is put to rest in Ko Olina Marina on Oahu for the summer. She will finally receive some well deserved repairs and maintenance. The run from Hilo Bay on the Big Island to Honolulu is 225 nautical miles of open ocean sailing. For Hazel, that means a straight shot of about 36 hours. What a sail it has been so far. We have averaged 6.4 knots over the last 155 miles. I am writing this during my last night watch of the season. We have 21 knot