Puerto Williams: Chile. The most Southerly town in the world. We met Pelagic Australis here before setting off around Cape Horn and on to the Falklands, the Southern Ocean and Cape Town.
Pelagic Australis rafted up at the Yacht Club Macalvi
Sunrise over the Beagle Channel
An early start for the Puerto Williams Yacht Club
Heading out into the Beagle Channel
Flat Calm
Mid winter sailing
The little dots learning to sail on a freezing weekend evening
The Beagle Channel
Puerto Williams, the most Southerly city in the world
Looking up the creek on a cold winter morning
Puerto Williams
Puerto Williams
Leaving Puerto Williams at dawn for Cape Horn
Looking North to the Beagle Channel
I am told, it was carrying a cargo of bibles.
Dusk on the long journey down to the Horn.
Anchored overnight to ready for an early start to round Cape Horn.
My bunk and home. With the lee cloth up and off watch, I would listen to the rushing water inches away behind the aluminium hull.
All men, one girl.
Time to go...
Grey morning as Cape Horn rises from the southern ocean
Cape Horn on a calm day
Anchored in the bay behind the cape. We went ashore to the lighthouse and to see the monument to lost sailors. The highlight of all the highlights. We were very lucky with the weather.
The lighthouse at Cape Horn
I am the albatross that awaits you at the end of the world.I am the forgotten soul of the dead mariners who passed Cape Horn from all the seas of the world. But they did not die in the furious waves. Today they soar on my wings towards eternity in the last crack of the Antarctic winds.
Looking north to the Beagle channel
Stanley Harbour with the colourful houses of Stanley in the distance
You have arrived
Pelagic Australis on the dock at Stanley
West Point Island, Falklands. To my astonishment, anchored in the bay is "Wanderer III." Wanderer III was made famous by Eric Susan Hiscock during two cicumnavigations in the 1950’s. In their book, ‘Around the World in Wanderer III’ the couple set out from Yarmouth, England(1952) and circled the globe by way of the West Indies, the Panama Canal, Tahiti, Samoa, Fiji, New Zealand, Australia, South Africa, the Ascension Islands and the Azores, returning home three years later.
The hill above the bay, looking down to the farm at West Point
Wreck in the bay at West Point
A lumpy sea on the outside passage to West Point
Falkland showers
Falkland showers
Overnight at Pebble Island
Commerson's dolphin: Commerson’s dolphins are generally found in shallow coastal waters in small groups of fewer than ten individuals but they can gather seasonally in groups of up to 100 for feeding and breeding. Commerson's dolphins are fast, active swimmers. They like to bow-ride and swim upside down, spinning underwater. They jump out of the water frequently and they are at home in shallow turbulent water, often surfing on breaking waves close to shore. Commerson’s are social dolphins and can often be seen swimming with other species such as Peale’s dolphins, Burmeister’s porpoise Chilean dolphins
Cape Petrel. My favorite bird on a long journey filled with birds.
Giant Petrel
Giant Petrel dipping its wing in the water
Cape Peterel
Britton Norman Islander buzing us in the Falklands
Foggy arrival into Stanley. We tried to go and see penguins. We could barely find the beach.
Packed and ready to go across the Atlantic. Note the anchor is tied down and below decks.
Vegetables for a month
Night sailing
The mighty South Atlantic, on a calm day.
On a Broad Reach making 10 knots
Hanging over the edge in a harness trying to be artisitic
Tristan da Cunha
Edinburgh of the Seven Seas: Tristan da Cunha. Sadly the weather was too rough to go ashore
The ocean gives you lots of rainbows
Tristan in the rear view morror
Moving into warmer waters. Cape Town is only a week away
Boistrous sunset
Cape Town. 4000 miles and a month at sea is over. My first task was to find a bath.