To Melanesia!

Well I'm off. It's been quite the uphill battle with one thing and another, but why do things simply if there's a harder way to go, I always say.

Kal is looking stunning with a clean bum, lovely new sails and covers and a grin on her face a mile wide at the thought of again being at sea, and for my part I'm feeling pretty damned well ready to go. Sadly, Tus and I have broken up, so I sail alone. However this has always been my dream, and so to go alone makes sense.

Weather looks good for tomorrow, so I'll leave at once, clearing customs at 1000. I have food and water enough to last a lifetime it seems, and true to how things really should be, have no meat and no booze along for the ride. No prizes for guessing what I'll be up to the moment I reach Noumea...

This is my first offshore passage single handed, so can only hazard a guess as to how long I'll take, but somewhere between the next 10 and 20 days should be a reasonable shot at the spitoon.

I'll be sure to send word as soon as I can on my arrival.