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

The rhythm out here has shifted in the best possible way. After the challenges of the early passage and the quiet joy of Easter, Hazel and the two of us seem to have found a groove blessed by good weather and following seas. This 5,000 mile passage has been reduced to 1,875 miles remaining, which means 63% is behind us, but who’s counting. The asymmetrical spinnaker has become our friend instead of the source of our frustration. We have grown confident in setting and trimming