Running with the gulf stream to Mexico

I suddenly wake up and open my eyes. My dreams were deep and sound, as always at sea, but a loud smacking noise brought me back to the real world. I just lie in my bunk for a few moments and listen. All seems as usual. The water rushes past the hull, the wind howlsContinue reading “Running with the gulf stream to Mexico”

Meeting an indigenous people in Guna Yala

We spent the last two weeks in Guna Yala (previously known as San Blas islands) in the northeast of the isthmus of Panama. The region lived up to its reputation of being beautiful and remote. Many islands are postcard perfect with their white beaches, tall palm trees and a very out of the ordinary localContinue reading “Meeting an indigenous people in Guna Yala”