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5 year Report, the Crew

As with all the previous years, my crew experiences have been extraordinary and full of lessons. As i have for the last 4 years i rely on findacrew.net for most of my crew needs, such an asset to the cruising world. I had one exceptional crew, Sam, wh…

Five Year Report, the Voyage

This past year found us in new and exciting places and some old familiar ones. We left Indonesia in the early Fall and headed back up the east coast of Borneo. We stayed a while in one of our “homes” Kota Kinabalu, where we celebrated my birthday and …

Five Year Report

 

Five years ago this month i was fearful, excited, eager and apprehensive as i left the comfort of my lifetime home, Puget Sound. As Stephen Stills said at Woodstock, “this is our first gig and we are scared shitless” that sort of wraps up how i felt. Like CSNY, it all turned out brilliantly. Today i have traveled half the globe, been to dozens of countries, lived within many cultures and had the experiences few will ever attain. Each year i do a report in sections: boat, voyage, crew, captain.

THE BOAT

Again Furthur as performed miraculously, little problems, some maintenance, some new items. We now have 6,645 hours on the Cummins QSL 9 engine. That is more than any other Selene and twice as much as most boats get in a lifetime. The oil is still clean at the 300 hour oil changes and we have not used a drop of oil between changes. Sometimes i get a little smoke at the exhaust but that is usually fuel related, recently i had fuel from two different sources in the two tanks, running on one i got smoke, switched tanks and clean as a whistle. The perils of third world cruising.

i am now in Thailand where i always do major work and catch up on things i need help on or ya things i just do not want to do. My Tecma heads have been incredible, my guest head gets more use than any non commercial toilet on the sea! With up to 5 girls on the boat at once its life is not easy. The waste hoses get clogged with salt residue and constrict like hardening arteries. Also i have not used the holding tank in 5 years and do not intend on using it. So we cut the hose run in half, eliminating the Y valve and preplaced all the hoses on both heads. We are replacing all the components, valves, motors and switches.. should be smooth sailing.

The big addition this year was to add solar panels, clearly in the “why didn’t i think of this before” as i am always were the sun shines! so now we get 900 watts of rays from the sun, enough to cover most of our daily use at anchor.

As a past Commander of the United States Power Squadron and certified old school navigator, this comes hard, but after going half way around the world and never looking at a chart, never once, it is time to acquiesce to the digital age. I have 4 computers with two navigation systems and 5 GPS’s working on them. The piles of unused charts that take up the area designed for an ice maker are going away, and we are getting a real icemaker!

In Sand Diego i installed a small A/C unit in the pilot house, a typical sea water cooled system. It has never worked, never run for more than a week without failing. There is an aircon/refrig guy here i really like, he is the one to get my Frigaboat freezer running perfectly. He took one look and determined the hoses were the wrong type and collapsed easily. They replaced the hoses with the proper ones, rebuilt the motor and after test period all is well. The most common complaint by the crew is the lack of air circulation and heat in the guest stateroom. i have pondered solutions with no luck but the pilot house AC sits right on top of the room, so they ducted vents into the two staterooms and yahooo AC !! i warned the current girls that the past crews will be very jealous!!

i am hauling out to replace my PSS shaft log, it has served ten years and so many hours and it is just a good idea to replace it. We might pull the stabilizer that we did not redo last year as well. A touch up on the bottom paint and new zincs and a way we will go. Interestingly the zincs have lasted two years, we spend so little time in marinas and i think the 220v system creates far less stray current than the 110v US systems.

So we will embark on our next big adventure in October, back to the Philippines with the boat standing tall and cool drinks in our hands.

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Sea Magazine article

I want to thank Sea Magazine and Mike Werling for their support. Here is the most recent article on the Furthur Adventure, hope you enjoy it. http://content.yudu.com/A2z68d/2014-08/resources/index.htm?referrerUrlStart your own blog now! Free!

Southbound from Port McNeill

August 23 to September 10, 2014

The now familiar route south from Port McNeill and eventually to the homeport in Anacortes held few surprises.  Taking our time, spending several days in each location brought a welcome end to the routine of getting up early to either fish or make use of the tides.  The improving weather was enjoyable after the rainy SE Alaska summer.  Our route included Port Harvey, Mound Island, Thurston Bay, Dent Island, Rebecca Spit, Pender Harbor and now Montague Harbor.

Even the fishing was more relaxed, with several more Coho Salmon brought aboard our now full freezers.  We also enjoyed an informal rendezvous with five other Selenes at Dent Island the end of August.

We are now at anchor in Montague Harbor and will visit Miriam’s cousin Dean Sevold in Ganges tomorrow.  We intend to clear back into US waters on Thursday.

We never tire of watching the marine life, always something new and interesting.

Gull in Thurston Bay

Pacific Whiteside Dolphin Nodales Channel

More Gulls

Orca in Johnstone Strait

By the time we arrive back in Anacortes, Spirit will have covered more than 1000 nautical miles since leaving Ketchikan on August 6, and approximately 2860 nautical miles since leaving Anacortes on May 15.

A Day to give a little Help,

 

As i have said often, the greatest surprise and joy of the Furthur Adventure has been getting to know the wonders of the many crew members who have joined us. One that stands out is a young California girl who abandoned a budding legal career, home and all familiar, traded her condo for a back pack and BMW for a motorbike, to set out on her own adventure. Marisa joined me for my Dive Master training in Kota Kinabalu two years ago, she did a short stint as crew on Furthur and then moved up to Dive Instructor, managing dive shops in Bali. I would visit her twice as we passed by Bali.

 Answering the call to adventure, again she gave up security for new challenges. She is now involved in an extraordinary effort to protect the largest fish in the ocean, the Whale Shark. We look forward to joining her in the Philippines next Spring. As for now she REALLY needs the help of the Furthur Followers and all you have to do is some clicking!! So please read the instructions below and click away, someday you will have the extreme joy of seeing or diving with a Whale Shark and know you did a bit to help protect them!!!

 Hey Brian,

 

Thanks for your help on this!  Here’s what we need to make this happen:

 

1.   Visit http://expeditiongranted.nationalgeographic.com/project/above-giants/ and share it with everyone you know;

2.  Follow us on www.facebook.com/abovegiants and twitter (@abovegiants) for more information about our project, and daily whale shark facts and updates, and invite all of your friends to do the same;

3.  Vote for us as much as possible between September 16th and 29th.  You’re allowed one vote per day.  

 

For more information about the project (and our NGO), check out www.lamave.org/abovegiants.

 

For more information about my story, check out http://www.reddit.com/r/sharks/comments/2ffx6q/reddit_its_been_a_long_road_from_lawyer_to_shark/

 

Thanks so much Brian!  Super excited about this, and think it can make a big difference in whale shark conservation. 

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Help protect Whale Sharks, its easy

 

As i have said often, the greatest surprise and joy of the Furthur Adventure has been getting to know the wonders of the many crew members who have joined us. One that stands out is a young California girl who abandoned a budding legal career, home and all familiar, traded her condo for a back pack and BMW for a motorbike, to set out on her own adventure. Marisa joined me for my Dive Master training in Kota Kinabalu two years ago, she did a short stint as crew on Furthur and then moved up to Dive Instructor, managing dive shops in Bali. I would visit her twice as we passed by Bali.

 Answering the call to adventure, again she gave up security for new challenges. She is now involved in an extraordinary effort to protect the largest fish in the ocean, the Whale Shark. We look forward to joining her in the Philippines next Spring. As for now she REALLY needs the help of the Furthur Followers and all you have to do is some clicking!! So please read the instructions below and click away, someday you will have the extreme joy of seeing or diving with a Whale Shark and know you did a bit to help protect them!!!

 Hey Brian,

 

Thanks for your help on this!  Here’s what we need to make this happen:

 

1.   Visit http://expeditiongranted.nationalgeographic.com/project/above-giants/ and share it with everyone you know;

2.  Follow us on www.facebook.com/abovegiants and twitter (@abovegiants) for more information about our project, and daily whale shark facts and updates, and invite all of your friends to do the same;

3.  Vote for us as much as possible between September 16th and 29th.  You’re allowed one vote per day.  

 

For more information about the project (and our NGO), check out www.lamave.org/abovegiants.

 

For more information about my story, check out http://www.reddit.com/r/sharks/comments/2ffx6q/reddit_its_been_a_long_road_from_lawyer_to_shark/

 

Thanks so much Brian!  Super excited about this, and think it can make a big difference in whale shark conservation. 

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Alaska 2014 – Wrangell to Port McNeill

August 1, 2014

Since we did not have to be in Ketchikan until August 4 we spent the day in Wrangell, finished off with a potluck dinner hosted by Dance’s on Peregrine, with Lennons from Tranquility and Millers from Hathor.  Doug and Karen Dance had prepared black cod for the main course, which was delicious.  We ate al fresco on the fly bridge in warm and sunny weather.

August 2, 2014

Spirit left Heritage Basin in Wrangell for the last time in 2014 at 0935 under sunny skies.  Heading south through Zimovia Straits we anchored at 1435 in Santa Anna Inlet where Patrick placed a single prawn pot near the entrance.  By evening we had several dozen large spot prawns.

August 3, 2014

Under sunny skies we raised the anchor at 0800 and headed for Ketchikan, stopping to fish at several locations, but with no luck.  Cruising by Meyers Chuck, we could see it was full, so we continued down Clarence Strait, stopping several times to drag lines in the water, again no luck. We finally docked in Bar Harbor, Ketchikan at 1740 and were greeted by our normal rain showers.

Patrick walked to Thomas Basin, about 2 1/2 miles away and visited with “Coccinelle”, the dismasted French sailboat, who were planning to cross Dixon entrance the next day.
August 4, 2014

We spent the day on maintenance and cleaning in preparation for the arrival of Dianne and Bob Tucker the next day, while watching the “Duck Tours” splash down the launching ramp in front of our slip, each one playing the theme song from Gilligan’s Island as the Ducks departed for the harbor tour.

August 5, 2014

The day started out sunny, but we still had some rain during the day.  Tuckers arrived on schedule in the late afternoon, and after a sightseeing walk downtown we returned to Spirit for a grilled King Salmon dinner.  The evening finished with a quick trip to Safeway for some last minute items, just enough to get us across the border to Prince Rupert and still be legal on vegetables, fruit and alcohol.

August 6, 2014

We departed Bar Harbor at 0645 for the last time in 2014 and headed for Anderes Oil to top off the fuel for the trip south.  The harbor and docks were full of seiners and tenders, but we squeezed in astern of a large tender and put on 350 gallons of diesel fuel before heading down Tongass Narrows.  Reaching Mountain Point we slowed down and put the fishing lines in the water and soon had several Coho salmon in the boat, as well as several Pink salmon.  The fishing cooled off and we continued down Revillagigedo Channel to Foggy Bay where we anchored with one other vessel.  Bob and Patrick took the Grady White out fishing and returned with a Coho and a small 15# Halibut to add to the freezer.

August 7, 2014

Leaving Foggy Bay at 0500, just as it was getting light, we started trolling as soon as we cleared the outer bay and could not keep the Pink Salmon off the hooks, so after four of them in just 20 minutes we pulled in the gear and headed across Dixon Entrance, through Venn Passage and into the Prince Rupert Rowing and Yacht Club, where we cleared customs and headed for Safeway to buy the items we could not take across the border.  While there we received an email from “Coccinelle” indicating they were looking at trucking their boat to Anacortes rather than motoring another 600 miles.

August 8, 2014

Today we motored out of Prince Rupert at 0805, stopping several times to fish, with no luck, heading down Grenville Channel and finally anchoring in Lowe Inlet, where a bear was feeding on Coho Salmon jumping up Verney Falls.  We tried to entice the Coho to take our bait, but with no success.  We dined on halibut under the setting sun in the cockpit.

Bear feeding in Verney Falls, Lowe Inlet
The Tuckers in front of Verney Falls
August 9, 2014

Raising the anchor at 1000 in light rain and fog, we headed back out into Grenville Channel, stopping to fish at Gribble Island.  By noon the skies had cleared and we headed down Princess Royal Channel to Khutze Inlet where we anchored in 110 feet of water at the base of the waterfall.  Patrick set two crab pots for an overnight soak.  The fog started rolling in and there was patchy fog overnight, but no wind.

Summer scenery in Khutze Inlet

Seal colony in Khutze Inlet
August 10, 2014

Patrick pulled the pots in the morning and found 18 legal crabs, well within our combined limit for four licenses.  At 0805, after cooking the crab we headed back out Khutze Inlet and continued down Princess Royal Channel, Tolmie Channel and Klemtu Passage before crossing Milbanke Sound. Bob and Miriam spent quite a bit of time picking the crab meat from the shells.  The swells increased to 6-10 feet, but smoothed out as we turned in at Ivory Island into Seaforth Channel.  We anchored Spirit in sunny weather at 1835 in front of Shearwater along with many other pleasure craft.  We enjoyed fresh crab in the sun for dinner.

Boat Bluff Lighthouse

Longhouse at Klemtu
Super Full Moon at Shearwater
August 11, 2014

After the fog cleared we pulled up the anchor at 1155 and headed into Gunboat Passage to Ocean Falls.  By 1515 we had moored at the Ocean Falls dock in brisk winds, but sunny and very warm weather.  Bob, Patrick and Dianne toured through the deserted town up to the dam and Link Lake before returning to Spirit where we enjoyed more of the crab from Khutze Inlet, now made into a crab and corn chowder.

Ocean Falls Mermaid
The Tuckers in Ocean Falls

Some of the remaining deserted houses slowly falling apart
August 12, 2014

We wanted to fish today, so we left Ocean Falls at 0845 and drug a variety of lures at different depths, getting only two strikes, both of which we lost.  Returning to Shearwater via Gunboat Passage we briefly anchored and went grocery shopping at the Shearwater store, which had a good selection of fresh vegetables.  After pulling the anchor we headed down Lama Passage, across Fisher Channel and into Codville Lagoon, which was full of boats.  Our favorite spot was still available, so we anchored and set out both crab and prawn pots and then had dinner in the sunshine in the cockpit.  We were surprised to still have cell phone reception in Codville Lagoon.

August 13, 2014

Bob and Patrick headed out in the fog to find the prawn and crab pots.  They came back with only one crab, but 10 dozen prawns.  Seeing the fog beginning to lift, the decision was made to head for Pruth Bay.  We pulled the pots again, getting several dozen more prawns and headed into Fisher Channel, where we were greeted by dense fog.  By the time we got several miles north of Hakai Passage the fog cleared so we headed down scenic Ward Channel and across Hakai Passage though Meay Channel and into Pruth Bay.  Already at anchor were cruising friends Lisa and Mike Haistings on “Legasea”.  We made a trip into the beach to visit West Beach, which was littered with blue sailing jelly fish known as Valella Valella”, as well as a large “88” jellyfish in the clear water at Pruth Bay.  The prawns we had caught became a pasta and prawn dinner in the cockpit under sunny skies.  
Jellyfish in Pruth Bay

Dianne and Bob Tucker at Mosquito Tree, Pruth Bay

Valella Valella on West Beach, Pruth Bay

While preparing dinner we heard a “Pan Pan Pan” on the radio and responded to a distress call from a 30 foot sailboat that had run aground on an ebb tide entering the south arm of Pruth Bay, within sight of us.  Bob and Patrick took the Grady White over to see what they could do.  Patrick attached a tow line to the main halyard and pulled the boat over to a higher angle of heel, freeing the keel from the reef, then pulling them off the reef and guiding them into safe water.  They claimed the chartplotter they were using did not show the reef, but all three of our programs showed it clearly.  After freeing the 30 foot sailboat from the reef, we resumed our prawn dinner in the delightful sunshine.
Pulling a sailboat off the reef in Pruth Bay
Prawns from Codville make great pasta
August 14, 2014

Surprisingly the fog was not in Pruth Bay when we awoke.  The couple from the sailboat we had freed dropped of Vietnamese Summer Rolls which we put in the refrigerator.  After breakfast, Patrick, Bob and Dianne headed into the beach and spent the day on West Beach and hiking to North Beach.  Returning to Spirit, we had the summer rolls in the cockpit.  That afternoon we met on “Legasea” for happy hour.  By the time we were finished, both Miriam and Dianne were under the weather, and by the next morning, everyone but Patrick was feeling ill.

North Beach, Pruth Bay
August 15, 2014

Miriam, Patrick and Bob were awake early for a 0500 departure from Pruth Bay, in the dark, for the long crossing to Port McNeill.  As we headed down Fitz Hugh Sound we ran into dense fog near Cape Calvert, which persisted until we approached Malcom Island.  There was a moderate westerly swell, but little wind, and the swell died out by the time we passed the Walker Group while in Gordon Channel.  After 84 nautical miles we arrived in Port McNeill at 1610 under now sunny skies.  The trio who were feeling ill seemed to recover, but we cancelled dinner with Alex Benson on Wild Blue to make sure everyone was really well.

Spirit has now covered an additional 456 nautical miles since leaving Ketchikan on August 6.

August 16, 2014

Bob and Dianne spent the day in Alert Bay, visiting the cultural center, while Miriam and Patrick worked on minor maintenance items on the boat and watching the parade of pleasure craft heading south for home.  After the Tucker’s returned we had dinner at Gus’s Bar and Grill.

August 17, 2014

It was a long night since the trio had not really recovered fully from what we think may have been some sort of food poisoning which Patrick was immune to.  Bob and Dianne felt well enough to depart on the bus to Victoria mid-day.

August 18, 2014

Today was another maintenance day, working on the bow thruster issue and other items before having an evening get-together with the crew of “Adventure”, a vessel that used to moor next to us at Anacortes Marina.  Both Port McNeill marinas have more and more vacant slips at night as people keep heading south for the season.

Hippies, Cowboys and Bikers, The American Trilogy


This summer has opened the door to America and its people, wonderful people. From coast to coast i traveled in the company of people from three sub cultures, lived in their worlds and been to their parties, oh what parties!

My hippy roots, long smothered by adulthood and other adventures came out in tie died glory. I went to the hippy Garden of Eden, the source, the primeval pool from which it sprang, the bus. No where could one find the real deal closer than on Ken Kesey’s Furthur, and the followers of the Grateful Dead, all which migrated to the Gathering of the Vibes. i was on the pilgrimage to Hippy Mecca riding on Ganesh, the sacred elephant God of the Hindus.

There i found the ones who had salvaged and cultivated the dreams of the 60’s. Few of us there had been around in that challenging era and those of us who had were treated as respected elders. I found community and family, joy and sharing, love of art and expression and profound love. I found a dedication to the lifestyle, the freedom and of course “the music” as the music of the Grateful Dead is called.

i found the lost young entrepreneur i had feared extinct. Hard working, industrial and clever travelers peddling their wares from festival to festival. i found children, oh so many, who loved clowns, ferries and my balloon animals and the loving people who cared for them like they held the future in their hands. I found music, so much good music not heard on MTV or commercial outlets.

In my trek across the West, i found the Old West, and the cultural icon that keeps it alive, the Cowboy. Again i found a covet of all old, and a love of the young. At the center point of all things Cowboy, we went to the Cody Wyoming Rodeo, my first one in decades. Not much had changed, the ritual and the traditions and the love of country thrives on today. The traditions are cradled in the hands of the young, the twelve year old girl calf roper, the junior bull riders and the very young, covered in arena mud chasing calves. Boots hats and bandanas proudly worn by every one of them.

Nothing says America like watching the chapped cowboy gallop around the arena with Old Glory shining in the setting sun over the Rocky Mountains. Chills ran up my spine and a tear in my eye as the Star Spangled Banner was sung by the entire crowd led by the western wobbling of a cowgirl vocalist. All the politics, current events and troubles faded away, i had no doubt where i was, i was in America.

the third defining American group i shared a path with is the biker, the lover of all things motorcycle. Again the roots stem from long ago, a time of change in America, post WWII. The returning veterans found a rigid world in the 50’s and those who did not fit really did not fit. Some banged bongos and wrote poetry some rode motorcycles. Like the rock festivals of yore, the motorcycle rallies were the breading ground of this culture. Sturgis is the motorcycle Mecca celebrating seventy four years this year. As a biker i had always heard the call but never made it until this year. It completed by American Saga.

Donning black leather and roaring down the road on a chrome wonder is the call of the wild to so many. Accountants, doctors and even yacht brokers shed their earthly drab world and ride. the biker cult has its rules, its camaraderie and its shared cultural history like the other two groups. There is a brotherhood of bikers, we all wave as we pass, stop to help downed bikers, honor those who have served our nation and love to ride in large packs. there is simply nothing like roaring down the road in a large group of bikes.

Often conflicting in the past, these groups have common DNA, the love of freedom, individualism and family. All have an inherent reverence for the past, living history. This brings an all too often forgotten respect for elders i found refreshing. The twenty something kid i told of seeing the Dead when Pig Pen (1971) was alive looked at me like i had attended the Last Supper.

In these seemingly patriarchal worlds a unique and secure even sacred place for women is found, a place steeped in history and brought to today. Women are the fastest growing motorcycle group in the country. Cowgirls flourish in a not so soft world and the hippy world has always been matriarchal. In these worlds women know their ground and stand it, always with un relenting respect.  

So the American dream continues, freedom, family and sharing a good times along with bad. The Hippies, Bikers and Cowboys of the USA live life on their terms; maybe escaping reality but i think just cheating it a bit. Each will go home, go to work, pay taxes and survive in the modern world but each will have a window others do not get to look out, a window to a better world.

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Two American Tribes

This summer i have seen America, sea to shining sea. i have ridden her highways and byways, crossed the great Rocky Mountains, the plains and the endless fields of the Midwest. From the town of Otto Wyoming, population 50 to the Big Apple, from baking …