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Digiboat's 'Product Testing'. A good night's sail from Banyak to N Nias through the full moon night with kn breeze just aft abeam. Once we arrived at N tip of Nias the wind dropped and got confused, so a slow motor from there to arrive at sunrise at the Hinako group of islands half way down the W side of Nias. Surf not looking encouraging as we motor close past some and through some others literally 'through' according to the charts which show us firmly on land in many places! Dropped anchor in the lee adjacent to what appears the only village in sight. While a sortie was launched in the duck to check out all visible breaking waves, the boys went ashore and stocked up on their Oreos. Report from scouting group was no surf, so we upped anchor and continued S to the famous Nias break. Motor sailing down the last half of Nias in stormy, windy, choppy conditions to arrive off the Nias break an hour or so before sunset. As the charts seem about metres out in this part of the world, we couldn't rely on them to navigate through the heads and into the bay area behind, and conditions were to rough to launch the duck and use it to sound a safe passage in. With not much light left in the day, we decided to continue for another hour or so around to what appears to be a small Port. Again the charts were out about m, but did show a leading light and recommended bearing. So under darkness, although with some help from the veiled full moon, and much help from the radar, we aimed at the light on the correct bearing, using the radar to dodge anchored boats and found a nice depth and threw the anchor over just as we were hit by a squall. A good night's sleep in the calmest conditions we'd had since Sabang. Smoother conditions made reccy by duck easy and a safe passage was found in to anchor in 16m of water just clear of the break. The guys jumped over board and paddled over into prime position to drop in on the surprised locals. The local mafia representative - Hash - took no time to come and make his presence known and encourage us to give him money. After a quick scout of the rest of the bay which is quite large with good protection and little swell, we changed position to lie on the other side of the break tucked into a corner of the bay near the local surf bums' tsunami inspired shacks along the beach front. We had obviously delayed too long in buying Hash's trinkets at extortion prices as he came and angrily told us to leave, then bailed up and threatened the kids as they were trying to paddle back to the break. Although this break was not as large, nor as intimidating as expected, 3 satisfying days of surfing here has been the icing on the mile cake. Boards are being packed up and clothes dried as I type. We'll head back to the Port for tonight and then a taxi to a local airport tomorrow to link up with their return flights home from Padang and Jakarta. I think the two biggest failures of trhis trip where - no left-handers and no fish! Watch this space, I'm confident Zac and I will hook up immediately and post big fish stories for the next thousand miles - or otherwise do a Crowhurst and post them anyway. Fri 13 Dec to go Wed 11 Dec Final days Tue 29 May Surf! Sun 27 Nov Final? Wed 12 Oct Hong Kong! Thu 12 May Fish and Whales! Sun 6 Mar Sailing!

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Time is indecipherable. Below me the ground is swaying. Heavy chains clank loudly above my head. I rush out of my room, and the chill of the air makes me wish I had thought to put on a sweater. I call out to Zimrobwe and ask if he needs help. A few minutes later the catamaran I call home takes off, and we set out to sea with the last of the moonlight, and the first rays of sun guiding us to our next destination. But somehow, this is actually my life right now. Between learning how to cook on a boat, exploring the Dalmatian Coast of Croatia and learning a bit about sailing and how not to be seasick all the time, I met some amazing people, and opened the doors of opportunity to one of the best summers of my life. After passing the academy hooray! I moved into a series of apartments with fellow hostess Magnum and two guys from my training academy, Bark and Butter. The daily routine became wake up early and go to the seafood and vegetable markets with Magnum. Bum around, cook ethnic themed dinners while playing music from the respective country. Early drinks at To Je To or F Cafe after midnight, and if the night called for it, make our way to Bacvice club where Bark would inevitably try and get me to seduce the DJ into playing dubstep. And while doing nothing after a week of intense training was exactly what we needed, towards the end of the first week we were getting antsy about starting our bookings. A few days before starting round two we acquired a new Swedish roommate, Roses, who educated us on the wonders of Swedish Midsummer which would fall on our last night in the apartment together. Accordingly, we were required to get up early and buy a shit ton of flowers for crowns, and she cooked us a Swedish dinner. Afterwards we went out to the bar…which resulted in Bark kidnapping a dog, Roses coming home covered in mysterious blood and me trying to cook while Skyping and nearly burning down the apartment. The next day it was off to Skipper Academy Round 2 which was good practice for my cooking limitations within a boat. It was much more laid back this time, and I got to go out at night as long as I woke up in time to make hash browns and banana pancakes before we set sail. Plus my crew was absolutely ridiculous and most of the time when we hung out … well, I lit-er-ally just cant. As soon as the Skipper Academy ended, it was time for me to sprint from Croatia to Sicily. Luckily for me I was working the week with Bark and Butter, which was comforting to have people that I knew well. Yacht Week Italy was absolutely beautiful and the perfect start to my season. My crews were amazing, I had a serious love affair with everyone working on The Crew Boat, I hung with talented and handsome skippers, and basically continued living the dream. I became tight with one of the crew girls, with whom I will always share the memory of that time we were so badass we hiked too high up an active volcano and got yelled at by a ranger. We caught a roughly thirty-five pound yellowfin tuna which they cleaned and I prepared five different ways for about 60 people. Sadly departing Italy on a rushed ferry from Salina to Milazzo, to a bus to Catania to a flight to Rome and a flight to Athens I coincidentally ran into my next crew of hot Aussie boys in the Rome airport en route to Yacht Week Greece. To be honest I was a little worried about being responsible for cooking and tidying up after twenty year old Aussies, but the week ended up being amazing. We also lucked out with a Greek skipper who was able to give us extra tidbits about our destinations and knew all of the best swimming holes along the way. Plus they stole all the flags from the other boats, which knowing my flag fetish knowing the flags for every country — that prank was basically a dream come true. So that brings me to my current state on a private charter with Yachts and Friends. We spend the day exploring the Cycladic islands, setting sail with the sunrise, strolling on beautiful remote beaches, and sipping wine or juice in my case as we watch the sunset over the mountainous landscape and rich blue seas. When the seas are calm, we sit in our spacious salon snacking on bacon wrapped dates while watching Mamma Mia as dolphins surround our boat and frolic around us. On my day off we get stranded in Mykonos and Zimrobwe and I have to make the best of that terrible situation. Years ago, a friend and I were having a deep conversation watching the sunrise on a Brooklyn rooftop, and he asked me what I would do if I had all the time and money in the world. I told him I would travel the world, take cooking lessons and learn languages. So glad you are doing exactly what you wanted and are living it up! Glad to hear your trip is continuing possibly indefinitely! Found my way here via your insta — what a great post! Great blog! August 1, Croatia , Europe , Greece , Italy , Travel. Like Loading…. Posted by: risarenay. Previous Post. Next Post. Chris Solkshinitz. Anyways, keep up living the dream and keep us informed. The internet is hungry for your stories! August 2, January 16, January 17, Leave a comment Cancel reply. Loading Comments Email Required Name Required Website. Comment Reblog Subscribe Subscribed. Sign me up. Already have a WordPress. Log in now.

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