Homeward Bound

Homeward Bound

At 1815 local, UTC+11, I passed under New Zealand’s South Cape. It was, of course and fittingly so, blowing a gale and gusting more with miserable seas coming from three different directions. In other words, perfect Southern Ocean sailing conditions.

All 5. I am lucky beyond measure. I will need a good deal more to go my way yet as the entire expanse of the Pacific Ocean awaits as does hurricane season in both hemispheres and the onset of winter in the in Roaring Forties. There is much work to do and if it doesn’t get done, all 5 capes will end up a footnote somewhere.

It feels different. Before there were strings pulling me to this place and the four others. Now the only strings I feel are all pulling me home. How strange now to be ‘going home’. Until just a few moments ago, I wasn’t going anywhere near. And after coming all this way, the Pacific seems a puddle.

I cannot wait to see the dawn. A new Ocean. A new path. A new beginning. Home.

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