Dick and Van Kedisi at Scott Pt, Saltspring Island on Canada Day

Dick, Maurie and Dean arrived at home just over a week ago. Suzanne and Elaine came over on the ferry Tuesday morning and Dean’s wife Marie flew in that afternoon from Wisconsin. By that time we were in self contact via Dean’s cell phone even though they were still far from Victoria. We four women went to RVYC Victoria to scout out the visitors birth that was the intended check-in spot as it has a CBSA dedicated phone booth needed for border clearance. As time went by it became clear that they would arrive in the dark so we commenced partying with Andy, Steven, Heidi and Mark a Kiwi friend staying with us. As the evening wore on and we had frequent self conversations, just before dark we actually saw Van Kedisi just off Race Rocks as they’re about to take the sails down. From then on we did see the running lights from time to time. Near midnight Skipper Dick made the command decision to abandon RVYC with its rocky entrance to Cadboro Bay, also littered with crab traps. Instead they headed into the Inner Harbour and tied up to the fuel dock while calling CBSA. They were welcomed on the phone by a gentleman in Hamilton Ontario who told them that they were free to go. We all headed to bed and at 12:30 a.m. Dick called me to say they were safe at the dock celebrating with gin and tonics.

Next morning Andy headed down to the inner Harbour to bring the crew home for a welcome brunch. The next few days were filled with sailing stories and partying. Saturday a.m. Dick and I headed off on VK in the rain for a Canada Day weekend celebration on Saltpring Island. Prior to our departure, Dick got Maurie downtown to the bus for the ferry for Vancouver where he would spend the weekend with Roydon Heays, another old engineering buddy from New Zealand and his wife Iris. I had seen Dean and Marie off in the wee hours as they headed to the airport for their 0530 flight to Seattle in route home. The following messages are from Dick as well as Maury’s last blog post


Honolulu, Hawaii

6 June 2018

Hawaiians are proud of the ferocity of the wind in the channels between the islands. And rightly so. We left The Big Island in the evening for a night passage to Maui. We had an idea to sail to the north of Kahoolawe and visit the dive crater Molokini, but there was just too much north in the 35 knot wind for that to happen.

We had pre-arranged a mooring buoy off Lahaina and that worked out OK. There is a tiny small boat harbour in Lahaina but it is completely full of local boats aimed at the vibrant tourist trade. Parasailors, fishing, diving and dinner cruises. The highlight for me was the Lahaina Yacht Club, co-sponsor with the RVYC of the Victoria to Maui race every 2 years. There is a photo of the skippers of the first race in 1965, including RVYC luminaries Lol Killam and Jim Innes. In the background of the photo is Jim’s winning boat, “Long Gone”, later renamed “Puffin II”. Yes, the same boat I owned in Vancouver for 13 years.

Lahaina has a huge Banyan tree that plants new roots to support the acreage it covers. It is probably visible from space. We rented a Mustang convertible and drove up to the crater of Haleakela. There is an option to rent bicycles to ride back down the mountain, but that was a sensible thing to avoid – no shoulders and all the traffic is rental cars driven by left hand drive Asian drivers.

The chart of Molokai shows an abandoned harbour at the western end. This conveniently broke up the down wind trip from Lahaina to Honolulu into 2 day sails. Again, the Hawaiian channel served up 35 knot winds, but this time on the stern quarter which made for a great ride – especially after we furled the main and stopped doing donuts. There was one local Hawaiian boat, “Demasiada” in the anchorage, a venerable Canadian C&C 40. They recorded 35 knots in the anchorage during the night.

Leaving Molokai the next morning, we brought up Diamond Head, the distinctive landmark at the east end of Waikiki Beach in the early afternoon. Fabulous. Bright sunny day, beach cats out with tourists, surfers, beach goers, a busy Sunday afternoon for everybody. The reason why so many Americans holiday in Hawaii – perfect climate. We cruised into the Ala Wai small boat harbour in downtown Honolulu and found our pre-arranged berth.

We welcomed new crew Dean and bid farewell to Steven and Heidi. We celebrated at the Waikiki Yacht Club next door. Maureen asked Maurie to stop sending her photos of yacht club bars.

12 days north of Hawaii – heading for Victoria, B.C. –  Passage – 2,770 n.m.

18 June 2018

Leaving Honolulu, we refueled at Keehi on our way to the south-west tip of Oahu. With the trade wind still from the east, we beam-reached on starboard tack up the west coast of Oahu. The conventional wisdom is to sail north from Hawaii and make the right turn to Juan de Fuca Strait when the westerlies are met around 40 to 45 degrees north.

This passage divides into 2 parts. The division occurring at 36 degrees north latitude, the same latitude as San Fransisco and Auckland.

South of 36N we were catching mahimahi and tuna in shorts and bare feet. Cool showers on deck were looked forward to. Laundry was fun and everything dried quickly. The trade wind veered south, got lighter, and we had an exceedingly nice week, perfect conditions, not trying to go too fast.

North of 36N, we were suddenly and rudely greeted by a grey sea, grey, overcast sky with drizzle and much cooler temperatures, like 12C. Welcome to the PNW (Pacific North West). More clothes, foul weather gear, boots even. Grrr. Showers and laundry may have to wait until we arrive. A short period of 45 knot southerly winds had us running north before the wind and large seas with just a scrap of genoa heading for Kodiak, Alaska. Somewhere along the way, probably rattling down a large wave leaving a white foamy trail we hit 19.3 knots according to Dean’s inReach. The sort of wind and wave condition that makes you hope nothing goes wrong. Marian, Russell and Jane told us there is a 34C heat wave in Victoria. We are all still cold even with the wind from the south – should be warm, right??!!

We made the right hand turn on a course of 070T to Juan de Fuca Strait. Just over 1,000 n.m. to go. Wind from the south, which is good for us, but still looking for those westerlies. 

Eventually, with a few days to go, the westerly filled in. A day out we were welcomed by a small school of black dolphins with white fins and a whale spouting, the only guys we saw all the way from Hawaii. We arrived at Vancouver Island and Cape Flattery in the morning of the 20th day. We had the trade wind rig up – twin genoas – and a magic run down the Strait of Juan de Fuca with 20 knots of westerly behind us and sunny skies. Fabulous. We had a foredeck g&t party. All my previous trips in the Strait had been with no wind.

At 0030, just an hour and a half short of our usual arrival time of 0200, we tied up at the convenient Canada Customs dock in the Inner Harbour, Victoria BC.

Welcoming brunch the next morning with Marian, Marie, Jan, Elaine, Suzanne, Steven, Heidi, Andy, Mark, Jana and Edie. Thank-you all.


202 Denison Road

Victoria BC, Canada

250 598 7474

28 June, 2018

Quotes from “A short history of nearly everything” by Bill Bryson

“Good-bye” (Seems fitting)

A great deal of extinction hasn’t been cruel or wanton, but just kind of majestically foolish. In 1894 when a lighthouse was built on a lonely rock called Stephens Island, in the tempestuous strait between the North and South Islands of new Zealand, the lighthouse keeper’s cat kept bringing him strange little birds that it had caught. The keeper dutifully sent some specimens to the museum in Wellington. There a curator grew very excited because the bird was a relic species of flightless wrens – the only example of a flightless perching bird ever found anywhere. He set off at once for the island, but by the time he got there the cat had killed them all. Twelve stuffed museum specimens of the Stephens Island flightless wren are all that now exist.

In 1907 when a well known collector named Alanson Bryan realized that he had shot the last three specimens of black mamos, a species of forest bird that had only been discovered the previous decade, he noted that the news filled him with joy.

Distance sailed from Bodrum, Turkey to Victoria, Canada: 22,744 n.m (July 2013 to June 2018)

Distance around the world at the equator: 21,600 n.m.    (360 x 60)


  • Corinth Canal
  • Atlantic Crossing
  • 3 day spinnaker run to Bonaire
  • Panama Canal
  • South Pacific Crossing
  • Phosphorescent humpback whale in Niue
  • Francis Blair Leighton memorial circumnavigation of Waiheke Island
  • North Pacific Crossing

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Boat location by inReach:


Tuesday 26th June

Late yesterday afternoon we saw a whale spume, three times, not too far away but couldn’t see the whale.   The it moved away.  The wind stayed with us until morning, then died.  During the night Percy had run out of diesel, meaning there was now air in the fuel line.  Dick spent some time after breakfast pouring five 20-litre containers of fuel into Percy’s tank and bleeding the lines.

Today at 10am we have done 131 miles and we can see land all around us.  Vancouver Island to port and Cape Flattery ahead.  There are many different birds flying around, coastal species we haven’t seen before.  The sea  has taken on a browner colour, there are many rivers flowing into the Juan de Fuca Strait and although we are still 20 miles from the Strait the sea is less than 200 metres deep.

There are also leaves, small branches, seaweed floating in the water which we haven’t seen at sea.  The weather is fine and sunny and we are again enjoying sitting on deck and looking out as land gets closer.  We are keeping a lookout for logs.  I saw a huge off to starboard with three birds sitting on it.   Serious damage if we had hit it. 

After lunch the wind dies and we motor, using Percy alone, running smoothly with a full fuel tank.  There is still a small wind from directly astern, so we keep the sails filled and gradually the wind increases until we are running downwind in 20 knots with just the twin genoas.  It’s easy sailing and the sun is warm so we take our drinks and have an arrival party on the foredeck.  Dean has a phone connection we can hotspot from so I catch up with some emails without having to use the HF radio.

By 9pm we are rounding The Race Rocks lighthouse, having sailed all the way downwind, a bonus we didn’t expect.  Race Rocks is where there is a strong tide and we meet it going out.  We are doing 6.5 knots through the water and 2 knots over the ground.  However we are soon past the worst of the race and make better way.  As night falls we have a full moon and can see snow on the tops of the Olympic Mountains on the US side of the Strait. 

We decide to berth in Victoria Harbour where there is a customs berth for checking in.  We have our quarantine flag up, we furl the sails, steam into the harbour, dock the boat and ring the Canadian Border Services Agency.  We expect to have to wait for an official to come down to the boat in the morning but it is all done over the phone.  The person Dick is talking to is in Hamilton, Ontario and he has Dick’s and my passport details.  Dick gives him Dean’s over the phone and that’s it, we have cleared into Canada from the US, Hawaii.  After a few celebratory drinks we crash.

Wednesday 27th June

 Because we are still on the customs berth and there is a locked gate halfway along the finger, we cannot go ashore from here. Dick is up first and has scoped out a gap between the finger and the shore where we can sneak Van Kedisi around the corner of the finger and tie up beyond the locked gate, which we do, tying up just at the bottom of the access ramp on the shore side.

Then we get out gear sorted to carry off the boat. Dick’s son, Andy, friend, Suzanne and Dean’s wife, Marie arrive in Suzanne’s car to take us Dick and Marian’s house for brunch, a welcome meal, and showers.  After 21 days on the boat a shower is a magic thing.

Then we take Marie and Jan with us to move the Van Kedisi to Royal Victoria Yacht Club (RVYC) in Cadboro Bay.  They have a complementary two day free berthage for visiting yachts which Van Kedisi is taking advantage of before heading to more permanent mooring at Salt Spring Island. 

As we leave the dock, a harbour traffic official in a rubber duck tells Dick off for not staying in his lane in the harbour.  Then we remember we need fuel so drop into the fuel dock which is right alongside the mooring fingers in the harbour and just ahead of a large fishing trawler berthed there.


As we are tying up to the fuel dock a loud fisherman from the fishing trawler calls the two harbour traffic officials over, two rubber ducks and gives them an earful about being so officious with us about staying in our lane when we were obviously turning across the lanes to berth at the dock.  The fuel guys say they know the fisherman and these harbour guys were going to get the worst of it.  When we have finished fuelling and while Dick is in the office one of the harbour guys comes alongside, looks at some fuel sheen on the water and asks us if we had a spill. 

“No,” I say, “we didn’t spill a drop, that was here when we came in.”  

“It could be from your bilges,” he says, “you might have your pumps on.”

“We don’t have bilges.” I tell him.  He looks at me.

“It’s a dry boat”  He can’t think of anything else to accuse us of and motors away.

Later we think they may have been giving us a hard time for sneaking a few hours mooring beyond the customs gate on the customs finger. The fuel guys were great.  They obviously have to put up with this scrutiny every day.

On the way around to Cadboro Bay we try sailing but the wind is light so we motor through the little islets close to the coast, through some tidal races where we are doing 4 knots through the water and 8 knots over the ground.  We pass a seal feeding amongst a flock of screeching seagulls, obviously drawn to the fish bits the seal leaves.

At the RVYC courtesy berth we have a few beers while we tell the Marie and Jan about the trip.  While we are talking in the cockpit a river otter lands on the finger across from us, preens himself, rubs himself on the dock, rolls over like a pussycat, walks along the dock a few paces and turns in a circle.  He then does a poo on the dock and dives back into the water.  We see him swimming away amongst the moored boats.


Someone has put bird nesting boxes on the piles to try and help the purple martin, North America’s largest swallow.  We see one of them fussing around the entrance to one of the boxes.

Then Andy arrives in Dick’s car, so we strip the used sheets from the beds, lock up the boat and head back to house.  It’s been a good day and a good trip and we have a barbecue meal with Dick and Marian’s family and friends with many stories and toasts.  I’d do it again in a heartbeat.


The last post had Dick, Maurie and Dean departing Oahu heading for Victoria. They are still en route and I suspect that they will arrive here by the end of the month. Last week I discovered  that I had inadvertently been missed on Maurie’s email list administered by his wife Maureen as he sends her ham messages. Prior to Maureen departing VK in Rangiroa, some of his writings were included.

Steven showed me how to use a hot spot from my cell phone data so I hope to be able to use it to send today. I have been in Victoria hospice since early last week to work on pain management. The building on the Royal Jubilee campus is so antiquated that WiFi is dodgy  but I hope this works. Timing has been almost perfect for sorting out my neuropathic pain while Dick is still on his way home. My own blog will have a post soon.

June 11 Dick on ham radio~~Hi there. As advertised, the HF radio works and then it does not. Maurie and I are reasonably sure that it is a propagation issue, that is, atmospheric conditions, and not the radio or the connections. Enjoy  it when it happens!
It is getting cooler, especially at night, but still shorts and bare feet. Today the wind has switched behind us and we are on course with both the genoas up in 10 knots of breeze with a cloudless sky above and just a few fluffy clouds on the horizon. Another beautiful day. Heidi will be disappointed – these last couple of days have been idyllic, if a little slow. But speed just means we get cold sooner. What a conundrum, because we always like to get the boat going as fast as the conditions will allow – which is what we are doing of course.
So here we are on the edge of the Pacific High. Marie is also following our position and looking at the wind. Marie says we need to be at 40N and 150W by Tuesday. ha ha – that is 600 or 700 miles by tomorrow??!! not going to happen. There are developing winds. Geoff says keep going north until you get the westerlies. We are getting the grib files now so we have it sorted from our end too.
All good. Fish cakes and Caesar salad for lunch.

Same day also ham radio from Dick~~Still heading north with some east in 9 knot southerly. Geoff says we should get north past the “horses” as quickly as possible. Had to look up the horse latitudes and from Jimmy Cornell’s Ocean Atlas they are from latitude 25 to 35. We are at latitude 31.5N so we still have 3.5 degrees to go north which is 210 n.m. so about 2 days at current 100 miles/day in the light winds. Then hopefully we can head for Juan de Fuca.
We are getting the grib files through the HF radio. There are favourable winds near but tantalizingly just out of reach at the moment. It is still exceedingly pleasant out here. Boat nice and steady, quiet sea, no banging!
We caught a beautiful 35 lb tuna today. Gorgeous fish. Had yellow fins. Too much meat, so we let him go. Provided some excitement. We have photos but no way to send them. We will keep fishing for another mahimahi or smaller tuna.

Maurie~~Things are going well and we have just over 2000 miles to go.  We are starting to think about turning east but a bit cautious about doing it too soon in case we get northerly winds if we get too close to the American coast. It is starting to get colder and we are wearing jumpers and light parkas at night, still T-shirts and shorts during the day.  So far no rainy days just a few nasty rain squalls at night.

Friday 8th June
During the night we have rain squalls where the wind reaches 30 knots.  We have only a small main area and about half a genoa, so it is no problem.  During my watch I took a few more wraps on the genoa just to ease the speed and minimise the pounding, but we still do 6-7 knots, and still heading directly north on a beam reach.  In the morning it is  a steady 20 knots, but the seas are now larger and more confused, so it is not quite as comfortable as yesterday.
We have a new bird, this one never flaps and is always nearby, larger then the blue-grey glider, but flies in a similar pattern, just skimming the wave tops in big gliding loops alongside, then in front, then behind.   It could be a fledgling albatross, it’s big enough. I have a photo so we will look it up.

Later today we see another this size flying the same way but black and white, not close enough to photograph and it doesn’t stay around.
At 10am we have done 157 miles for the day but still 2155 to go and we have a line started on the big chart!

The day is fine with a 15-20 knot breeze from the east and we have a comfortable day going north.  Various birds fly by and at 4pm we have another hitchhiker on the starboard rail, the same type as yesterday but a younger bird judging by its plumage.
Saturday 9th June
The wind is more or less constant during the night, but by 3am has dropped  to 10-12 knots and I take out all reefs.  We are doing a comfortable 5 knots in slight seas. At 3:30am a 300m tanker goes by 3 miles in front of us heading west at 16 knots.  He is lit up like a xmas tree, very visible.
Dawn finds us still heading north in 10 knots of easterly wind.  The hitchhiker is still on the starboard rail and we assume it has been there all night.  Dick has been unable to get the HF radio to connect to any shore station so we are relying on Dean’s Inreach for weather and messages, 160 characters at a time.
At 10am we have done 127 miles in the last 24 hours, a little less than the previous day but much more comfortable and I have had 9 hours of solid sleep.  After breakfast and a coffee I am superman.
The HF radio still is not functioning and we suspect the connections outwards towards the aerial tuner and aerial.  We check them all and unplug, clean and replug them. Success!  The radio is again operational and Dick sends and receives messages and downloads the weather grib files, giving us a weather map of the area over the next 6 days.  This shows we could be in for some south winds up to 40 knots about 5 days away.  That  could be fast but uncomfortable, but at least it is from behind.  We can do that without any sails up if we have to.
After a great lunch of pancakes and maple syrup Dick again downloads weather maps for a larger area.  This shows we may be circling a local high, with light winds close to the centre and the 40 knots further out.  We decide to try and stay in the 20 knot zone if we can, but these things vary with time and sure as eggs are eggs we will get one or the other, maybe even both…dead calm and/or 40 knots. Time will tell.
At 3pm the wind drops to 7 knots and comes more from the north.  We are doing 3 knots and 350 degrees, not what we need to get to Canada, but we get what we get.  A flying fish glides away on the windward side and I wonder when we will stop seeing them.  I have seen them off the Northland coast in New Zealand and maybe they will still be there at 34 degrees north.  We will see.
A big black bird glides over the waves towards us and past us. A few flaps and it is gone. I’m going to get this one and dive for the camera, too late it is out of range. Later we see it sitting on the sea just out from the boat and I get a shot. Then it takes off and glides by again, always a little too far away for a good photograph.  I finally get a distant snap of it gliding away.  Another different bird.
It is 5 o’clock, happy hour and the dinner hamburgers have thawed.  If a fee trawls in the forest  and there is no one here to there it does it sake a mound?  Philosophical questions abound.

Maurie~~Monday 11th June cont…
At 5:30 we decide fishing is over for the day, the boat is going fairly slow for trolling lines I think, 3.6 knots, and we walk to the lines tied to the aft rail.  Suddenly the starboard one I am reaching for twangs tight and the reel lets a little line go. Something has hit it and is still on.  I untie it and feel the pressure…this is different.  Reeling it in slowly and then its as if another one has got on, huge pressure, I let a little slide through my fingers.  The fish stays down and I am worried the line or hook won’t hold him.  As we get him closer to the boat he must see it and gives another huge pull.  Again I let the reel rotate through my hand, hard plastic on soft skin I feel it burning and take a tighter grip, the line holds.  Dick finds some sailing gloves and I hold the line in my left hand while he threads the glove onto my right.  Now we are in business.  Dean gets down on the starboard steps ready with the gaff, using a hand to keep the line from chaffing against the backstay.  The fish is near the surface now, some kind of tuna, swimming between the hulls.  We have no way of slowing the boat down substantially, Dick has rolled up the poled genoa and sheeted in the main and jib tight, but we are still doing 3 knots.
We finally tire the fish enough to get him on the surface, and I try and hold him still for Dean to get the gaff into him.  He is a good size and still swimming and wriggling.  Two of us cramped onto the narrow step working with a wriggling fish is too many and in the melee Dean gives a soft curse, the fish has knocked the gaff out of his hand. It’s floating handle end up in our wake.  Never mind, gaffing was always a hit or miss affair anyway.  I hold the fish on the line while Dean puts the left glove on and reaches down, grabs it by the tail with his gloved hand and hauls it aboard.
“That’s too much fish for us,” says Dick.  Dean and I look at each other…catch and release wasn’t part of the plan.  As the game fisherman said in Honokohau Harbor, “Yeah, I’m going to enter the catch-and-release tournament, I’m going to bring it aboard, measure it, tag it, photograph it, then I’m going to kill it and eat it.”
Well, we photographed it, forgot to measure it, and let it go.  Hell, if we’d kept it we wouldn’t be able to fish again for the whole rest of the trip.  It swam away, uninjured except for the hook puncture.

Sunday 10th June
A lovely calm night but cloudy, no stars.   When the moon finally came up at 3:30 am it was a faint glow through the light cloud.  Dawn and we are trucking along at 5 knots in 11-12 knots, beam reaching on a course of 025, finally rounding the corner of the high and starting to head east.  The cloud has cleared and we take the chance to do some cleaning and washing as it looks like a good drying day.
At 10 am our daily run is 106 miles, lowest yet because all afternoon yesterday we were doing 2 to 3 knots in 6 to 7 knots of wind.  We have 1970 miles to go, I watched it click down from 2000 to 1999 during my watch.  Is that a millennial jump?  I must check that the plasma flux capacitor on the time machine is working properly.
We are reading, listening to music and really enjoying the sailing, alone on our ocean.  We could be looking for Dryland in “Waterworld”, or waiting to hit the outside wall in “The Trueman Show, but we are certainly not worried about falling off the edge of the world…I don’t think.  Always sailing towards the horizon.  If we ever get there we may  be the first.
All afternoon we have been seeing objects on the ocean surface.  A discarded plastic box-shaped container, a piece of flat material, a spherical black buoy, some fishing floats, a black “albatross”, two birds sitting together.  Flying fish, many different birds.  We are halfway through the last Mahimahi and are trailing fishing lines again.
The wind is dying and going aft as night falls but the sky is clear and bright.  We are watching for the green flash at sundown but so far the horizon has always been cloudy.  We may have to photoshop it in.
Monday 11th June
All night the wind has been below 10 knots.  During my watch it dropped to 6 knots so far aft that VK was below 2 knots.  I altered course to keep the genoa out of the shadow of the main, and when Dick came up we poled it out to starboard.  Later Dean and Dick hoisted the other headsail, now we are doing 3 knots in 7 knots of wind under twin headsails.  Marie has texted Dean that for fair winds we need to be at 40N 150W by Tuesday.  We would have to do 660 miles today, 28 knots but that is where we’re headed.  Geoff also had an Inreach message: “keep going north until the westerly kicks in”.  Now what is that a quote from?  Peter Pan… to Neverland turn left at the third star?  Something like that.  So we stay on a course of 020 at 3 knots which will bring us to 40N 150W when we get there.
At 10am we have done 99 miles for the day, so still almost keeping ahead of our estimate.  This morning there are the black “albatrosses” sitting on the water and more flotsam, none of it close enough to say for sure what it is.
As the day goes by we see mostly ocean and the occasional smallish dark bird flying over it.  At 5pm we have the main and twins out, doing 3 knots in 8-9 knots of warm southerly wind. We are making the most of it as the forecast is for it to rise to 30 knots over the next 2 days.  There is much reading going on.
Tuesday 12th June
During the night the wind died so Dean started the starboard engine and we were doing 3.5 knots with sails slack.  At 3:30am the wind picked up to over 8 knots and when it got to 10 I stopped the engine, the wind kept rising and by 5am we were sailing at 4 knots.
At 10am we are doing 5 knots in 12 knots of breeze slightly starboard of astern.  We are heading 020 at 32 34N, 157 13W and have done 90 miles for the day, and have exactly  1800 miles to go.  Geoff, via Inreach, says “Once through the horses you will get westerlies and can head east”.  Horses?  We think he means “horse latitudes”, which we look up in “Cornell’s Ocean Atlas, just to be sure. “A zone of light and variable winds extends on the polar sides of the trade winds, corresponding more or less with the high pressure areas of the two hemispheres, approximately  between latitudes 25 and 35.  These zones were given the name of Horse Latitudes, because sailing ships that were becalmed in these areas were sometimes forced to kill the animals on board due to the shortage of drinking water.”
So we are heading roughly north in fine weather, again reading, sleeping and totally enjoying it.
The wind stays constant at 16 knots, roughly astern and we make good progress.
Wednesday 13th June
No changes through the night.  We have sail ties ready to reduce sail and tie the hanked-on genoa to the deck, but morning finds us romping along at 8-9 knots in 19-20 knots of wind. VK has no bad habits at this speed and wind direction.
We have fishing lines out, but so far no signs of fish.  We haven’t seen flying fish for a couple of days, although several different varieties of bird are gliding around.  Dean and I have been trying to transfer the fish photos to his iPod and iPhone, both from my Samsung tablet, Android phone and Dicks Mac computer, via Bluetooth.  No connection. We try Wi-Fi. No connection.  We suspect apple arrogance, but it’s probably just our technonability.
At 10 am we have done 140 miles.  The wind is constant but the grib files show light northerlies 4 days out, so we alter course to 025 to try to avoid them.  Time will tell.
All day the wind stays constant, the sky is clear, and we progress NNE.

Dick on ham June 14~~1557 to go to R.Vic
Charging along in 25 kn under grey skies that look like the PNW, but we are at the same latitude as SF and Auckland. June 15~~Still 30 kn southerly with drizzle and grey sky and sea. Heading north, looking for the westerlies. Miles going by fast. No shortage of wind and dismal outlook as we continue north! Welcome to the PNW, eh?!
Yesterday we did 176 n.m. which is up in record territory. We have reduced sail a lot. Dean’s inReach had us doing max 15.8 kn  – lots of surfing down waves. 19 C here this morning. Freezer working well – froze the beer. Made bread yesterday. The passage continues. Wearing long underwear and toque. grrrrr… We have moved out of the 30+ kn wind zone and are now headed more towards Juan de Fuca instead of Kodiak!. Wind down to 20 – 23 and likely to stay that way through the night according to Dean’s inReach.
1330 to go to R. Vic. We are about half way.

Maurie June 14~~Thursday 14th June
At 5pm yesterday Dick and Dean lowered the second genoa, tied it on the deck, took down the pole from the windward starboard genoa and gybed it.  During the night the wind increases to 30 knots at times.  At 2am Dean and I rolled up some mainsail to about half and we travelled more comfortably.
This morning before breakfast Dick and Dean again go forward and remove the second genoa, bag it, and remove the temporary forestay.  We are now sailing with very reduced mainsail, full genoa, steering 020 at 7.5 knots with a 25-30 knot southerly wind on our starboard quarter.  The weather forecast is for this to hold for the next 2 days.
The day is fine but slightly cloudy, there are flying fish, and birds, which is a sign there might be predators that we can catch but it’s cold out there and neither Dean nor I feel like going out and setting a line, much less hauling in and dealing to a large fish. We still have a couple of meals of the last Mahimahi in the freezer, so we’ll wait for a day with less spray around.
At 10 am we have done 176 miles, a new trip record and close to the all-time record.  The ocean rollers are giving us a good comfortable ride with half main and reduced genoa.
It has got very cold.  We have been reading, sleeping, playing crib in the cabin all day and at 5pm I decide it is time to put on thermals and beanie.  We are at latitude 38 degrees and it will probably get colder.  I have more layers to go on top but for now I am warm.  Still heading north and still doing 7.5 knots.
Friday 15th June
During the night the wind increased slowly to 30 – 35 knots and we have rolled up more sail, just two small triangles now. At 10am we have a day’s run of 168 miles and 1400 miles to go, we have a new maximum instantaneous speed of 16.4 knots surfing down these big rollers and occasional dumps of spray are landing in the cockpit.  We are in full wet weather gear going out to check sails and instruments as any one of these results in a soaking.
Our weather gribs show this will continue for the next 12 hours and then slowly abate and in the next few days we may be wishing for more wind.  We are at 40 degrees 14 minutes North and no sign of westerly winds.  We may have to go right up to the 49th parallel, the latitude of the Canada-US border to find them.  We are moving easterly where we can but just  right now our course is somewhat dictated by the wind direction, too much east and the rollers are too much on the beam.  Already we have cracked the coffee jug lid and a plastic biscuit container when unexpected lurches landed things on the galley floor.
It is 8pm after dinner and the wind has dropped to 25 knots, the lumpy bits of the ocean don’t have so many white fluffy bits on the top anymore.  We are not lurching so much and we are steering 042 and have 1340 miles to go. All is good.

Saturday 16th June
At 3 am the wind increased to 30 knots, rolled up some genoa.  We are still on course 045 and doing 6 – 7 knots.  At 6 am during his watch Dick saw dolphins come alongside and swim with us for a while.
It is now 10 am and our day’s run is 154 miles, not so bad with the true wind angle showing 120 degrees to VK’s heading. At this wind angle there is still the occasional pounding if we go too fast.
We have 1250 miles to go and OpenCPN shows this can be done in 8 days if we continue at this speed.  But we won’t. The forecast is winds of 35 knots from SSE for about 12 hours in a day’s time and then westerlies of 10 knots as a small high approaches from the west.  Then confused light winds.  I guess this is why they call this area “the variables”.  Anyway, that forecast will be out-of-date tomorrow, so we will see.
We are again mostly reading and sleeping, with one or other of us in wet weather gear going into the cockpit to check on wind, course and sails. There has been a light drizzle for 2 days now, we are staying mostly dry but there is always the possibility of a dump of spray right through the cockpit.  Just one of these is a drenching.
We see two birds we haven’t seen for a few days, albatross size, white with black wings both sides, like a large black-backed gull.
After lunch we have a matinee movie “Reign of Fire” (2002).  It’s about stumbling on, and releasing a hive of dragons which burn the world to cinders and hole everybody up in a castle in Manchester.  The characters use the kind of technology seen in “Mad Max” and “Waterworld”.  Long story short the hero and heroine blast the big bad boy dragon… who would have guessed… leaving only female dragons and they  are never seen again. My guess is they petitioned their agent like crazy until she finally  gave three of them parts in “Game of Thrones”. Popular vote here rated the movie 2/10.
The wind is getting up and we are winding the mainsail all the way inside the mast, in preparation for the predicted 40 knots coming tonight. There is a general cargo ship, “SM Long Beach”, crossing ahead of us heading east, 25 miles away.  It’s not lonely out here.
Sunday 17th June
During the night the wind rose to over 40 knots at times.  We had a smallish Laser-sail area unrolled on the genoa and no main, still doing 7 knots.  When I saw  43 knots I rolled it up to a smallish Opti-sail area. Early this morning Dick saw 45 knots and came downwind more.  We are now heading more or less at right angles to our rhumbline course, but safety and looking after the boat is more important. The weather is due to settle down later today.  Two more ships passed astern of us early this morning, 20 and 40 miles away.  It’s getting busy out here.
At 10 am our day’s run is estimated at 153 miles according to Dean’s Inreach.  But we are still heading North, because we have to. We are at 44 30N and 150 30W and could do with some easterly travel when we get a chance.
We decide to not watch the weather, hoping for a break, and instead watch “The Hunt for the Wilderpeople”.  Great movie, Dean gives it a 5/10, Dick and I give it a 7.5. The kiwi connection.
After lunch we check the weather again, the wind is dropping so we unfurl all our sails.  Then it drops to 9 knots…and we still have the rollers from the 40 knots, just no frothy tops.  So, it’s flop flop flop from the sails and 1.8 knots of boat speed.  We start an engine and rock along at 4 knots towards Vancouver.
I see a really small bird like the little storm petrels we see at home on the Hauraki Gulf.  It may be a storm petrel and it’s the same size, the size of a sparrow, flitting across the wave tops.  Another one to try and identify.
At 6pm we are still doing 4 knots in 10 knots of breeze with one engine. But….the wind has shifted to the west and we are now on port tack. This is the first time for the whole trip.  Van Kedisi is unsure what to  do with it, especially since the rollers are still coming from the starboard side. And for once our 4 knots is directly towards our destination.  Van Kedisi is coming home.

Dick on ham June 18~~Hi there,
12C here in the cabin in the north Pacific just over 1000 miles from anywhere. Can I trade in 5 cooling fans for a cabin heater?!
We have the wind on our north side and we are heading towards Juan de Fuca Straight at 5 kn in relatively calm water.
Down to our last box of red wine – obviously should have bought more of them, according to Dean. Ice cold beer just not quite so appealing at this temperature. Maybe hot rums are in order. Very traditional. Ha ha.

I told Dick a couple of days ago that it was hot here in Victoria~~Answer Well, when the crew wake up I will be able to tell them that as we continue north it will get warmer. Ha. Going to be a tough sell! We finished the rum yesterday while motoring so we need it to warm up for G & Ts. Under 1,000 n.m. to go. We are sailing again in a 12 kn southerly. Westerlies ahead in a few days.

June 20 Dick on ham~~774 n.m. to Cape Flattery. Wind has gone lighter and nearly astern so we have slowed down a bit. 14C here at 0600. Grey, but Dean saya inReach says maybe sunshine today. Last time we saw the sun was nearly a week ago. Brian says I should stop whining, Vancouver nice and warm!

June 21 today ~~0600 – 650 n.m. to Cape Flattery. 2nd genny came down at 0200.
Still grey and cloudy but the fog/mist has receded and we can see the horizon.
Motor sailing on course in 8 knots of breeze







“Off at 1000 from Keehi. All well”

That was the InReach message we got early in the afternoon on Wednesday, June 6.  I had not yet seen that message when I  returned a phone message from Dick literally as he, Maurie and new crew member Dean French were putting up the main sail as they headed out from the Keehi, Honolulu Marina.


Keehi Marina


Keanu point below last land fall until Victoria, BC

As Van Kedisi was being prepared to set sail, former crew members Steven and Heidi had arrived on the redeye from Honolulu to Vancouver. From there they hopped on the Canada Line, a bus and finally a ferry to Vancouver Island where I picked them up. All in all, a very efficient crew change.


Heidi, Steven and Jake





The following photos are what I have managed to have the crew send. There has been minimal WiFi even since they arrived in Hawaii. The marinas they have stayed in since arriving in the Hawaiian Islands have been government run with a low cost but minimal services. There are very few anchorages in the Hawaiian Islands to start with and it is very difficult to get into the private marinas and probably the cost would be exorbitant even if possible. I will post this slide show and more text tomorrow. They will be leaving for the final leg on June 6th weather permitting.

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I got an InReach message a couple of hours ago and Land Ho was the message! That does not mean then have actually reached the anchorage but it does mean that they can see Hawaii. My understanding is that even though there is a disaster area due to the earthquake and lava flows, where are they will anchor is far from the disaster zone. I read today that the Island of Hawaii’s tourist board is encouraging people to come regardless of the issues.

VK’s ham radio is not working so the only way I am hearing from them is via InReach. As news comes in I will post it but it is very exciting that Dick and his crew are so close.

From Marian, the proud wife of Captain Dick, mother of Steven, crew Heidi Leggereit and Maurie Robertson.


In the April 28th post we had Dick and crew awaiting the departure of Maureen. Here we go thanks to ham radio. 

April 24~~Well, Maureen will be leaving this morning so now looking for the weather window within, say, the next week to head for Hawaii. The local breeze at the moment is NW. Not great for heading north, although it would give us more easting before heading north and trying to stay a bit east of north. Also there is the possibility of heading NE to the atolls Ahe and Manihi, but not high on my list.

This part was intended for Geoff Nevill, another engineering mate of Dick and Maurie. Geoff is doing the weather routing for VK.

Interested to hear what you see on Predict wind. The last Grib files we got showed 8 to 14kn easterlies once we got a degree or 2 further north.
Excellent snorkeling and sealife here at Rangiroa.

April 25~~ham message write-up by Dick which takes us back to Papeete.

Rangiroa Atoll. French Polynesia

April 25, 2018

Van Kedisi was the only boat to be unloaded from the Damgracht in Papeete Harbour. There were some difficulties as the crane was on the opposite side of the vessel and could not boom down far enough to unload the Van Kedisi. However, this was nothing new to the crew, who simply heeled the ship 4 degrees using huge pumps and ballast tanks.
We spent a few days in Tahiti at the Taina anchorage attending to the formalities and getting a fibreglass propane tank filled. New Zealand will not fill fibreglass propane tanks. We bought duty free diesel, filled the water tanks in the frequent tropical downpours, snorkeled on the reef and got accustomed to sweating again.
We sailed the few hours downwind to Moorea, which is guide book spectacular. We hiked along the “Pineapple Road”, an excellent concrete road that appears to be made using coral as aggregate. There are a number of new pineapple plantations under development.
The light north easterly wind was less than ideal for the 200 n.m. passage to Rangiroa Atoll. The best we could do was motor sail on a course that was 20 degrees west of our destination. There were numerous squalls and occasional lightning.
We arrived at the Pass Avatoru, the most westerly of the two passes, at 0815, having watched a pink sunrise as we motored alongside the low lying Rangiroa Atoll. The atoll is huge, about 40 miles by 17. Fortunately, the tide was good for us and we were able to negotiate the pass without encountering any undue current or standing waves.
From the anchorage at Tiputa, the second pass, we joined the punters on the National Geographic Orion snorkeling at the “Aquarium.” Absolutely fabulous. Healthy coral bomies rising 10 m from the sea floor and populated with so many different colourful fish, schools of fish, moral eels and the common black and white tipped reef sharks, who happily have no interest in us.
Lots of bird and fish life inside the atoll, which restored a small amount of hope that some regeneration is going on and the ocean is not as empty as I have been reporting. We joined the lazy dogs and cheerful locals on the bank of Pass Tiputa to watch several species of dolphins surfing and doing flips in the large standing waves. We will definitely leave via the Pass Avatoru during slack water!
Maureen left on Tahiti Air for Papeete and Auckland.

Distance sailed from Bodrum, Turkey to Opua, NZ: 17,304 n.m

Distance for proposed voyage to Victoria: NZ – Tahiti 2,220 n.m. ( by ship); Tahiti – Hawaii 2,270 n.m.; Hawaii – Victoria 2770 n.m.

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Boat location by inReach:

April 27~~ham radio.

135 miles first day. 768 to equator
good wind so far but very bumpy.
All moving slow, except Steven having happy hour beer (we can surmise that only Steven had his sea legs) 

April 28~~ham radio.

dolphins at sunset, and a 150 mile day and all good

April 30~~ham radio.

Caught 34″ mahimahi – good for 4 dinners. 162 n.m. day, but we have reefed genny to make ride a bit less uncomfortable.

May 2~~ham radio.

We have a pet bird, Big like a gannet but different colouring. Brought 4 mates today.
The inner forestay broke. We have rigged a replacement until we get to Hawaii. Result of all the slamming. Much quieter and slower right now – more comfortable.

Morning Geoff,
0500 here, 2-10 S, 145-31 W, and the wind has dropped to 6 kn, still mainly east but heading us a little.
Can you get any definition as to where the doldrums are?
Are we there?

Only 88 miles last 24 hours. Adverse current and less wind. It is a cooler overcast day and we are now less than 100 miles from the equator. and i need to put a sweater on!
A bit bouncy again

May 3~~ham radio.

We should reach equator tomorrow.
That will be 900 miles sailed with 1300 to go.
There is a nasty calm patch ahead of us in 4 days,
The inner forestay is the one that the staysail is on. Completely frayed at mast end. Did not fall because of staysail halyard. Hopefully replace in the big island – Hawaii, otherwise Oahu. At least they probably speak English!

Hi Geoff,
Just 10 n.m. to the equator.
We have a waypoint pencilled in at 10N, 148W.
However, we still plan to keep east a bit. Want to avoid the pounding associated with the wind forward of the beam.
Still have the mysterious current 1 kn against.

Hi there,
crossed the equator at 1047 our time. Had a little party.
Motion much better and no slamming.
All well

May 5~~ ham radio.

This morning we passed the half-way point to the big island, Hawaii. All going well, cold beer and fresh mahimahi. 9 days on starboard tack.
However, maybe pushed a bit hard at the beginning and the good old VK slamming took its toll on the leeward rigging – does not like bouncing around.
Inner forestay broke at upper swaging, port shroud has 3 broken strands at upper swaging. Steven up mast, only half-way, and rigged temporary inner forestay.  (as Steven’s mom it makes me a bit queazy to imagine Steven half-way up the mast while bouncing around in the middle of the Pacific~~glad he was there and not just the old farts) 

May 6~~ham radio.

Hi Geoff,
We have the twin genoa rig up for the past 12 hours. Doing 4.5 kn in 9 kn SE on course 355 true. We aim to be in the best position possible when the NE arrives.
Can you have a look on the internet and see what our options are for a rigger in Hawaii?
We need 5/16 inch 1/19 stainless standing rigging. We need a swaged fitting at the top and a STA-LOK fitting at the deck.
Thanks mate

May 7~~ham radio.

We passed through the doldrums last night. WE were not moving for a few hours and then the NE trades filled in at 6 knots. We now have 13 kn and are on course for Honokohau which is 878 n.m. away at 2030 local time. We are staying 10 to 15 degrees high (north) to try to protect ourselves from being headed. So far all good. Hard to believe, what is it, 12  days on starboard tack and probably the rest of the trip. The entire passage on starboard tack.

May 9~~ham radio.

Bumpy night out here, but .5 kn favourable current.
On course 320T doing 6/7 kn with 678 n.m. to go to Honokohau.
Wind currently 16 kn at 90 degrees S.



As Van Kedisi follows her course  from French Polynesia towards Hawaii I have been looking back to some of the preparation done prior to my arrival in February in New Zealand. Dick and Maurie along with our niece Sarah and her partner Clint sailed after Christmas to the Bay of Islands but also accomplished some tasks. I suspect that some are out of order but I hope you enjoy the photos anyway. The first commentary comes from Dick along with some explanatory photos. The following photos are of the crew. Take a break

Jan. 9/18

Ha ha

Looks like she should go fast!

We lost a propellor trying to back off a mud bank we were inspecting. Poor Volvo Penta engineering in my opinion. Propellor coming off when in reverse, indeed. Fortunately we found the propellor, hence intentional grounding to replace the prop. First time for everything, eh?!
 Maurie, Sarah Leighton, Clint and Dick Leighton

This lovely toilet has a bit of a story too. Dick told me on the phone one day in December that he was thinking of getting a new toilet for the guest heads. Our two toilets were 21 years old and had seen better days. However I could not understand why he would replace the guest heads and not ours. The conversation ended then but on December 20 I received this message:”I found toilets at Burnsco for $329.99 incl. 15% GST.I plan to get them tomorrow.”

It kind of reminded me of the first washing machine we got shortly before Mary was born and truly found it exciting. I think Dick likes them too.
 Life jackets and fish~~both important and fun
I had hoped to add the ham and InReach messages too tonight but having lost a section just now to Cyberspace I consider it wise to publish and post. I am exhausted as happens often. I am doing well but sometimes take notice of my limits of endurance.
Cheers everyone and watch for tomorrow’s post which will take you right up to the present.