Porter helps Chris use the satellite phone to pull in grib files and our weather routing service emails

Reese finishes reading up on places to visit in the Virgin Islands

Enjoying the phosphorescence show at night

The kids playing together up on deck. PJs all day mean less laundry:)

Chris survived on Triscuits, circus peanuts, peanut butter balls, and tea.

Bryson and Bestefar (grandfather, in Norwegian)

one more…

Bryson and Erica at the 600 mile mark

We were all amazed at how easily Porter moved around the boat in the heavy seas and rolling waves.

Trying to eat healthy.

Our permanent deck fixture

tryinig to get a signal on the satellite phone to check in with our safety team at home

Porter eating carrots. Probably because someone promised him Halloween Candy if he had a healthy snack.

little did he know that his Hostess cupcake days were numbered…

Chris lands a fish

“driving” the boat

enjoying every moment of our time together

Chris burning the ends of a rope to avoid fraying

“after”: Bryson and Porter’s cabin is trashed after 8 days

“after” main saloon not too bad

“after” foul weather gear everywhere.

the instruments: providing hours of nighttime entertainment

Porter enjoys his new workbook while bracing himself against the heel of the boat

Reese and her knot of a hairdo, resting on her math workbook

Chris helps Bryson with his math

Bestefar and his chart work, plotting our lat and longitude

Gift of the Day: school theme (workbook, calculator, and pencil sharpener)

Porter reads the Scroll of Grievances from the Mutiny: watches are too long, not enough food, etc, etc:)

the captain takes a well-deserved break

Breakfast of Champions. Bryson eats oatmeal every morning

Mema’s mac and cheese, sliding all over the galley. that’s what the high lip on the counter is for

Reesie-Teesie and I having Ramen as we recover from a bout of seasickness

Big seas. Warning: this appears way scarier in person!

Buckle up!

Uh Oh. I hope there isn’t anything important left on all those To Do Lists!

Saying goodbye to the mainland USA until next June

Bryson throws off the docklines in Morehead City, NC

Reese can’t pull her nose out of her book as we approach St. Thomas

Happy Smurf still smiling after 8 days of seasickness. Trooper.

Approaching St. Thomas. Full of gratitude to the sea for a safe voyage.

The moon and a star. Friends of mine one night.

Kissing the ground (er, dock) upon arrival.

I. Love. the. Ocean. always have. always will. It is home to me.  Thank you for shepherding us safely to new adventures…