I’m a little on edge in the days leading up to my planned departure to Dassen Island and it shows. Sandy asks “If you are so nervous then why do you have to sail solo up the coast? Why can you not just be happy day-sailing in the bay?“ I can’t argue against that logic. Read More
The Miura Lists
Despite what the world might think Cape Town does offer up some magical sailing opportunities in the dead of winter. Perhaps the wise would prudently avoid the inevitable frontal systems and huge wind and seas that inevitably follow them but with a little bit of patience and the ability to utilise a mid-week weather window Read More
As the eastern sky slowly awakes, shakes off the covers and prepares to usher in a new day I find myself alone, sitting quietly at the southern end of Fish Hoek Bay. It’s cold this morning, especially so after the last two weeks of unseasonably warm winter weather. It’s taken me all the way from Read More
Life has the annoying habit of dragging one down to the depths of mere existence, of reducing one’s horizons to merely making ends meet, living to an agenda set by others. Some Coldplay lyrics spring to mind: Written up in marker on a factory sign, ‘I struggle with the feeling that my life isn’t mine Read More
A 40kt gale is not for everybody. That’s a Beaufort F8! Add to that a lumpy sea on the beat and it’s downright miserable. To leeward we have the rocky shoreline. Vulcan Rock and it’s associated villains, waiting to tear the bottom out the boat. This coastline doesn’t tolerate fools and, in the calmer moments, I’m wondering if that’s Read More