This is the Deuce on Thunderbird 5, trying not to be sick, trying not to break any bones and trying to remember the important reason we are all here! Over.
As we set off on my first proper sail, my 'wee brother' Scottie was playing Scotland the Brave on his bag pipes as we hoisted up the Saltire (Scottish flag) a moment I was dying to…Continue
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I now have both crews aboard Thunderbird 5 as Tandemeer broke her rudder post webbing. She is out of commission until she can get hauled out and repaired. Anyone have a spare $10k laying around? Seriously, based on my years of experience working in boat yards as a contractor, it will cost at least that much to haul her, remove the rudder, cut the rudder open, scoop out the old foam from around the old rudderpost webbing, weld new webbing in place, re-foam, re-glass, re-paint and re-install.…Continue
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Emma Arnoldi´s survival guide for first time girl boaters.
When living on a boat as a girl, there are a few things you want to remember.
That one shower a day, which might feel like a necessity in the Florida sun, is just not going to happen. On the upside you have the ocean as your backyard, and you can save money on that saltwater spray of yours. Salty waves will happen like magic.
Privacy in any kind, is as rare as gold. I know you have…Continue
A sailing fairy-tale.
As I wrote in my last post, sailing have a way of never quiet going according to plan.
Two things were wrong yesterday when Tandemeer left for the Bahamas. Number one, it was Friday. Leaving on a Friday is for a sailor what eating chocolate is for a girl on a diet; you just don’t do it.
(Actually that is totally wrong, everybody knows that girls on diet eat chocolate, but still.)
And then there was number two, which might…Continue
The day after the storm.
I woke up this morning with the waves banging against the boat side as my soundtrack. This is our final day in Miami, if everything goes according to the plan. Which I have learned that when it comes to sailing, it rarely does.
Yesterday I experienced my first storm ever. In Denmark we never have serious weather, expect for snow. Which we clean of the streets in Copenhagen and life turns back to normal on the same day the snow falls. I have only once…Continue
We are still in big and loud Miami. Spring break party people, straight blond hair everywhere and overprized, well, everything. But also amazing people and open arms.
After spending over 3 weeks at sea, Miami is a culture chock. The few times I have actually been out of my safe and closed space build by our two ships, I have found myself being almost run over by cars at least three times, looked at girls and realised that makeup actually still exists, and forgotten that…Continue
It is dark and cold when Thunderbird 5 sets sail from Marco Island to Key West. I am standing on the deck with a pounding heart and freezing cold hands. Sailing terminology – a confusing language of its own is being shouted in the air.
“Pull up the yankie!” I do not remember us agreeing on raising an American up the mast, and I look around confused to see the victim. A small back…Continue