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    • Day6

      Bermuda Day 3 - Crystal Caves

      June 21 in Bermuda ⋅ ⛅ 73 °F

      Up super early to go on our excursion to Crystal Caves and Clearwater Beach. Very cool experience. Our driver was fun but drove fast and had no problem rubbing bumpers with narrow street walls.

      We got to snorkeling and just chill out in the best weather ever. We took a ferry back across from St. George’s to the Royal Navy Dockyard. That night Kyrie watched Dune and actually liked it. In bed early.Read more


      Bahama Chicken


      Beautiful clear water

    • Day3

      First Day diving

      December 3, 2021 in Bermuda ⋅ ⛅ 21 °C

      If we see shark, I jump into the cave pool without swimsuit 😋🙈😂

      Over all a good decision to go with these guys. Much more relaxed and organised than these within summer.

      Most of the wrecks around Bermuda are historic wrecks and within the years and storms are more and more broken down. But still impressive to see the steam engines and so on.

      Within the 70th most fish have been caught and it took a while to learn that it needs to re grow. So amazing corals but less fish.
      Beside that the catch and kill lion fish as they say it hunts for all the other fishes… Bering honest I do not believe that. But not worth to discuss here
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    • Day6

      Clearwater and Turtle Bay

      June 21 in Bermuda ⋅ ⛅ 73 °F

      We got to snorkeling and just chill out in the best weather ever. We took a ferry back across from St. George’s to the Royal Navy Dockyard. That night Kyrie watched Dune and actually liked it. In bed earlyRead more

    • Day2

      Cathedral Cave at Grotto Bay

      December 2, 2021 in Bermuda ⋅ ☁️ 21 °C

      Amazing cave , possibility to swim


      Wow, toll! ,Und zumindest auf den Fotos „nix Mensch“, herrlich! Bist reingehüpft auch in dieses glasklare Wasser?


      Hatte keine Badehose mit 🤔😂


      aha - verstehe aber das Problem nicht???

    • Day13

      Bermuda Crossing

      October 17, 2016 in Bermuda ⋅ ⛅ 23 °C

      Heute haben wir eine Adventure Tour gemacht: auf eigene Faust einmal quer durch Bermuda.

      Erstmal mit der Fähre vom Royal Dockyard zum Weltkulturerbe St.George. Dort gab's ne nette Freiluftinszenierung einer historischen Bestrafungsaktion, bei der eine Frau ins Wasser getaucht wird. Ansonsten war nicht viel zu sehen, wie alles in Bermuda sehr übersichtlich.

      Danach mit dem Bus zu "Tom Moore's Jungle". Laut sämtlichen Reiseführern eine Art Geheimtipp mi einem Pfad durch die Wildnis, Mangrovenwälder, Teichen und einer Höhle. Was wir gefunden haben war der Weg und einen Teich. Der aber nicht zum Baden eingeladen hat. Und ein paar wilde Tiere.... Eidechsen.

      Etwas frustriert sind wir dann mit dem Bus nach Hamilton. Die Busfahrer sind ganz schön flott unterwegs, und das bei ziemlich engen, kurvigen und hügeligen Straßen.

      In Hamilton gab's erstmal lecker Eis (Rum Swizzle). Eigentlich war der Plan mit dem Bus zum Strand zu fahren. Das Wetter war jedenfalls wider Erwarten danach. Aber nachdem wir etliche Zeit rumstanden, der Bus überfällig war haben wir uns entschieden mit der Fähre zurück zum Schiff zu fahren.

      und dort erstmal am Pool zu entspannen, bevor es zm Abendessen ging. und danach gemütlich bei Cocktails den Abend zu beschließen :-)
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    • Day46

      St George's, Bermuda

      February 17, 2019 in Bermuda ⋅ ⛅ 22 °C

      Good journey from Bahamas to Bermuda. We have docked at the old Dockyard but as we are here for two nights, we are spending today exploring the island on public transport. Took the ferry to Hamilton and then the bus to St George, the former capital and UNESCO world heritage site. Lovely buildings.Read more


      Glad you had a better sailing to Bermuda. We were there a few years back, really liked it. Enjoy the rest of your cruise.

    • Day77

      Bermuda the Beautiful

      December 6, 2015 in Bermuda ⋅ 🌧 19 °C

      The first thing you notice about Bermuda is possibly that gorgeous clear turquoise water but for me it was the people. Everyone we met was approachable, helpful, fun, and really made life a good time while we were there. Unfortunately, my photography skills still need some improvement because I completely and utterly failed to snap just ONE photo of someone who made our trip that much better. The first guy we met off the docks was admittedly odd but gave us all a good laugh; he was just sitting by the piers drinking a beer with a friend & he told us about the restaurant he was a chef in and how smooth his chin was after a good shave. There was also the bartender who opened the famous bar ‘The White Horse Pub’ early so I could sit in a dry place and watch the Newcastle game. Or Christina and Chris who we bumped into at the Hamilton Yacht Club and ended up having dinner with at an UH-MAZ-ING restaurant (the same place they held their wedding reception- I found it very sweet they shared this place with us). I wish I had just one photo of these people to share. The below pictures will just have to do.

      When our boats were back to 'livable' status (i.e. damp wet moldy clothes blankets and cushions were cleaned and dried & minor fixes were made) we sailed our boats from St. George to Hamilton.
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    • Day76

      Entering Bermuda

      December 5, 2015 in Bermuda ⋅ ☁️ 18 °C

      Soon our depth sounder was able to finally read the depths again and with the shallower depths of 100 and 50 and 30 feet came the Bermudian coast and respective light blue waters. We made it this far with nothing breaking…. And then we had trouble with a line caught on the backstay, we needed the mooring poll to grab the flailing entangled line. Instead of going around the dodger to grab the poll, which resided midship, I decided to safely go below and come up by the mid-companionway hatch…. I heaved the hatch of the companionway open just as the boat gave a great lurch causing the hatch to fling open, crushing three of my fingers in the hatch. I cursed, and cursed some more before gingerly collecting the boat poll and dropping it at Mikes feet in the cockpit. He looked down unsure of the situation… I told him to give me ten minutes and that I’d pinched my fingers badly. After icing my fingers I decided it probably wasn’t broken just hurt a lot but kept referring to my “broken fingers” for the sympathy card. 😉 (joking.)

      We motored through the narrow inlet into the well-protected harbor of St. George and slowly made our way to the customs dock. Myself at the helm (one handed) and Mike on the lines, we were hoping someone could help us wrangle Gaia onto the customs dock…. Sure enough, who else but Melissa-friggin- Kalicin from Boston just happened to be standing right there to catch our stern line. What a great way to be greeted!!! We walked to customs and sure enough, our “walk” was a drunken stumble but without the drink. Great Scott! For the first time in 96 hours, everything beneath our feet was stable! My feet fumbled against my ankles or stubbed the ground. It was all more entertaining than nauseating. On the other hand, trying to concentrate and write your name and passport info into little immigration forms was just nauseating. After we were legal…. We stumbled straight to the White Horse Pub and chowed down on a real meal. Thus perfectly ending my first blue water sailing experience.

      The next day we blissfully, and more importantly stationary, slept in then made 'smiley' scrambled eggs with smoked salmon and bacon before exploring Bermuda with Melissa.
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    • Day75

      The Sportiest Sail Yet

      December 4, 2015 in Bermuda ⋅ ☁️ 20 °C

      We left at sunset from Moorhead City, NC on Monday November 30th. I was on watch when we approached the Gulf Stream but through the dark couldn’t see it coming. Once we were in it, WOW, you felt it! The whole ocean turned into a washing machine with pyramid like waves sloshing about the boat. Mike was in the V-birth trying to get some zzzz’s and quickly poked his head up to see what the commotion was. From this point forward sleeping in the V-birth was like trying to sleep on a rollercoaster.
      Once you’re out at sea away from shipping channels, all you need is a trustworthy autopilot (kinda like an R2D2 sidekick), GPS, good foulies, and a hot bowl of ramen noodles every so often. All day long all you see is ocean, you wake up you sail and you fall asleep to it. The first 36 hours were bouncy and tested our sea legs. I was surprised the absence of land never phased me. It didn’t really occur that I hadn’t seen land in a few days until I started a countdown to our expected landfall in Bermuda.
      I no longer thought in days… it was watches. We aimed for 4 hours on, 4 hours off but since we were “only” out at sea for about 4 days… it was far more fluid and flexible. I wasn’t sure when to brush my teeth. And I don’t think I really changed my clothes.
      I didn’t shower. But life was overall good.

      We had a bit of a scare on Thursday when we radioed via SSB into our weather router Chris Parker. He mentioned we should be weary of squalls all day and to keep our sails conservative. We were on watch but managed to outrun the squall front. We hit a few squalls, of course, at night and saw winds wail up to 36 knots and seas up to 17 feet. At this point, a light sleeper doesn't "sleep", you close your eyes and pretend you're comfortable and resting. So as the boat began crashing about I poked my head up to see Mike, as always, sitting in the cockpit but what unnerved me were these giant moving walls of blackness rolling the boat to and froe. I felt my first case of anxiety wash over me as I felt afraid in the truest sense. Mike assured me the boat can handle it. And all you can really do is nod and say okay and try and rest on your "off shift".

      Chris described most of our passage as ” well…. it’ll be….. (pause)….sporty”. Of all the subscribed vessels we listened into, we were by far the least risk averse vessel. We could also tell Chris thought us to be a bit cavalier by his responses from time to time like when he started one mornings weather read-out with: “So last night must have been bumpy.”

      Before I continue, I need to extoll Chris Parker & his services for a moment. Chris Parker is a weather reading machine! He reads and interprets weather data from multiple sources for the Caribbean and Eastern US seaboard and for a fee you can call into/transmit via SSB on an established Chris Parker station at particular times depending on where you’re located. So at 7:30 AM each day he reads the weather for the Bahamas/ Caribbean Sea/ West Indies and receives requests on SSB radio for particular clients heading to their next port. Once he finishes the overall forecast he allows for subscribed vessels to hail him. At that point it’s a bit of a free for all. For example, we would hail in transmitting as “ Gaia” and if he heard you, he’d respond. “I heard a Gaia. Go ahead Gaia.” And we would respond with a general “Good Morning Chris, here’s our position…” provide the current lat. and long. and destination.He’d pull up the info on your vessel and crew and passage and let you know of the weather expected and advise you how to sail, and direction. Once we felt secure on the days agenda we’d respond with “Copy that. That’s a good read. Over” And Chris would await the next vessel to hail him.

      Friday morning, day of our expected land fall… I literally counted down in 30 minute increments how long it would take to arrive as far out as 5 hours…. Every 15 minutes I’d recalculate our expected landfall by checking our distance covered and speed ….. This lasted for 3 hours before I went a little stir crazy and just laid down to wait out the last 2 hours. Bermuda is fairly flat so you don’t see land easily upon initial approach. We knew extensive reefs stretched out as far as 10 miles East from Bermuda. Thankfully Bermuda marks this with a lighthouse. When I spotted the faintest line of a lighthouse in the distance I said it in such disbelief. For the past four days it was nothing but ocean and our sails. I didn’t even believe it when Mike said it outloud as well. We passed the lighthouse at a conservative distance on our starboard. What’s even more peculiar is how excited I was when I saw a large “stick” protruding out of the water denoting the Northern part of the shoals….
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