Sail

Europe Bound

I perched on the bow watching Bermuda and the determination of my fate draw closer. The blues shifted from dark purple and bright ocean navies into the array of turquoises that are inexplicably unique to the islands that possess them. After nine epic days with the phenomenal crew aboard Grande Read more…

By Bearfoot Gypsy, ago
Sail

Big Bear

    Seven days into our five-day voyage we were still stuck in the windless doldrums and we had just struck half way… At the strike of midnight, after a tasty slice of homemade lemon meringue to celebrate Gildas’, the captain, birth; we were off. With a two-meter draft, we needed the Read more…

By Bearfoot Gypsy, ago
Sail

Hey Haiti

Haiti, a living postcard strewn among the Leward islands of the Caribbean. A land where the only thing more abundant than palm trees is trash. And the local greeting is “give me one dollar.” It was a stunning smooth six day sail up from Martinique. Good winds. Good waters. Great Read more…

By Bearfoot Gypsy, ago
Explore

Live Long . Travel Free.

The eyes of the traveler see more in a week than many see in a lifetime! I’m not talking tourism; But TRAVEL: Immersing yourself in the world and getting lost in it! Allowing yourself to meet new and interesting people and truly exploring the sights, sounds, tastes, cultures, beats, smells, Read more…

By Bearfoot Gypsy, ago
Cycle

Root of my Roots

When you kick off your shoes and put on some pedals, you will find that anything is in fact possible!  You may have an old rickety bike. You may camp alone in soggy fields. You may spend far too much time hanging out with sheep. But eventually you will arrive. Read more…

By Bearfoot Gypsy, ago
Cycle

The Final Leg

Fully loaded with bananas, well rested, and psyched for what lay ahead; I left Townsville and set off on the final leg. As always, the road was paved with awesome people and heaps of encouragers. I was so enjoying the ride that by the time I reached Innesfail (a mere Read more…

By Bearfoot Gypsy, ago
Cycle

The Road to Townsville

It was hard work dragging myself out of the serenity of Agnes Water and 1770, but new adventures lay ahead! In Rockhampton I finally returned to the tropics which made me so happy that I even closed my eyes for the celebratory picture. Sadly the tropics also came with a Read more…

By Bearfoot Gypsy, ago