As you may have heard, there is a deadly disease going around the world called COVID-19, caused by a new Coronavirus. It would appear that most sensible people are self isolating to try and reduce the number of deaths, which is a good thing. My family and I, on the other hand, are already, Read More
My name is Sam, I’m 14 and I live on a sailing boat called Fat Susan. I’ve lived on Fat Susan for over a year now and it seems time to recap everything my family and I have done in 2019.
Many people dream of sailing away and living on a boat in faraway tropical destinations with tall palm trees and white sand beaches, swimming in crystal clear, turquoise seas surrounded by turtles and dolphins, and drinking copious amounts of rum while watching the sun set below the horizon. But what is it really like, Read More
It’s three weeks to the hour that we shut the door on our ‘normal’ life, loaded the taxi with a 100kg of stuff we should have put onto Fat Susan back in August and embarked upon our third trip of a lifetime. I’m currently sat in Susan’s cockpit, drinking coffee and watching the sun, Read More
It has been forty-eight days since we left Port Solent in the UK and headed out into the unknown. We didn’t have anything that could possibly constitute a plan. Tenerife in the Canary Islands was more of a vague, aspirational target than anything else. A place that seemed both so close (just four hours, Read More
After crossing the Bay of Biscay in our first ever ‘Oh my God! We can’t see land!’ experience, we deserved a bit of a rest, some nice food and a few cold beers. A Coruña (or La Coruña) in Northern Spain turned out to be a lovely town with atmospheric streets brimming with chilled, Read More
After a week of sailing along the English south coast in pretty rubbish weather with the wind constantly in the wrong direction, we picked up Uncle Adam in Falmouth, filled the cupboards with baked beans and Angel Delight and we were off! We slipped the lines at 6am as the sun rose over the, Read More
On Monday 13th August 2018, we sailed out of Port Solent Marina in Portsmouth, UK, on our biggest adventure yet. An adventure to explore the world using a sailing boat as our base and home.
“Of course you don’t need a new mast. Nobody has ever replaced a mast on an Oyster!” That’s what we were told over and over again, by rigger after rigger and surveyor after surveyor. But here we are, many months later, with our brand new mast gleaming in the sunlight. Over in Sweden, a, Read More
Renaming a boat is something that seems to strike fear into the hearts of superstitious sailors everywhere. Apparently it’s really bad luck to change the name of a boat, even if the current name is a bit rubbish. If you are brave enough to anger the gods by changing a boat name, then there, Read More