Since sailing, motoring, and ultimately trucking “Nor’easter” back to Lake Erie from the East Coast last summer, my wife and I have been enjoying golf, tennis, pickle ball, and biking all winter in Palm Coast, Florida. However, as I stare daily at the azure Atlantic adjacent to our 9th and 18th fairways, I can’t help but long for another “adventure in paradise.”
Serendipitously, the gentleman from whom I purchased “Nor’easter” in 2015, Carl Bertelsen, recently bought a new boat and generously invited my son Travis and me to join him on his first trip to the South Pacific. Tomorrow morning, I fly from Orlando to LAX, arriving a few minutes after Travis’s flight from Baton Rouge. We will rent a car and drive to San Diego, where Carl’s boat, “eXcape,” will be fully provisioned, equipped, and ready to sail 2850 nautical miles to Nuka Hiva, Marquesas Islands. We plan to leave Tuesday morning, and should make landfall around May 4. Also on board will be Arnstein Mustad, a professional delivery captain, who will sail the boat back to California via Hawaii with a new crew. Travis, Carl and I will all fly back from Papeete to the U.S. late in May, after cruising the Marquesas, Tuomotus, and Tahiti.
The only way I could ever pull this off with my wife’s permission, if not her wholehearted approval, is by virtue of having my son join me. I didn’t see Travis for almost a year after he disembarked from “Nor’easter” in Grenada February, 2020, and since then only for a couple short visits. He has been hard at work since our circumnavigation building a real estate portfolio with a partner in Baton Rouge, and this will be his first real vacation since then. We plan on doing several scuba dives, particularly in the Tuomotus, as we had to skip that chain due to engine failure our last time around.
I will be posting about this trip once we get to Nuka Hiva, so stay tuned. “Nor’easter” will get my full attention once I get back to Sandusky June 1, where she will spend the summer cruising the Great Lakes.
Now all my new friends in Florida have joined my old friends in Ohio in questioning my sanity. As I stand my first night watch in 30 knot winds and 50 degree weather off the Baja California coast a few nights from now, I will agree with them.