DAY 18 Land Ho!
Seventeen days since we last saw land. A very special feeling spreads onboard when the beautiful peaks of La Palma suddenly appear in the distance. We turn towards each other, “Ha! We did it!”
This will be the last blog of this epic transatlantic passage with ADRIENNE. Our beautiful ADRIENNE, who has taken such good care of us. She has not only been our home; she has been our everything. A seemingly endless ocean has separated us from the ‘normal world,’ making this a universe of its own.
In just a few miles, we will step out of this universe, this little bubble. But we will not leave empty-handed. With us, we keep wonderful memories and countless stories to tell from this adventure. And with new friends for life.
Until next time, Big Blue!
Love,
Erik, Skipper of ADRIENNE
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”For some things, we will never be ready.” - Moana 2
After 852 miles of open ocean sailing, the crew of Falken dropped anchor in Moorea's Cook's Bay—not with a quiet glide in, but surfing down waves in a squall, breaking speed records and cheering each other on through the rain. What started as a plan to "just dip a toe" into offshore sailing turned into something harder to explain: the worse the conditions got, the more alive everyone felt. Turns out the question was never whether the crew was ready—it was whether they even needed to be.
Kauehi conundrum
Kauehi atoll was always on the itinerary—until the forecast made it a gamble not worth taking. Squalls, bommies, a tidal pass, and no clean escape route: sometimes the hardest call in sailing is the one that keeps you out of a place, not in it. The Tuamotus will have to wait.
Hove-to!
Falken is too fast—a problem most sailors would kill for, yet here we are, tacking back and forth across the Pacific just to kill time. A rogue low pressure system south of Tahiti has stolen the trades and scrambled our timing for the tidal window into Kauehi's pass, leaving us hove-to 45 miles short of our target in the Tuamotus. Salt licorice, dream sandwich debates, and a philosophical question about mermaid reproduction are helping pass the night.