Changing Tack

I thought it might be vaguely interesting to try and quantify how seasick I felt.  Sitting in the cockpit and watching the waves roll out behind us I pondered perhaps a three out of ten? – Unpleasant but perfectly manageable.  Half an hour later it was more like five or six.  I looked around at …

Great Ocean Wanderings

What the hell was that? An alarming sound that was part pig grunt, lion growl and elephant wheeze pierced the air. I lay alone in my tent considering the options. I was either in a whole lot of trouble with some crazy marauding ‘pig-lion-elephant’ or… (I unzipped my tent and poked my head out to breathe …