Challenged America Volunteer Sails to Tahiti (Part 2/4)

Roughing it: San Diego to Tahiti by Marshall Lubin

P1010973 Marshall at helmChallenged America volunteer sails to Tahiti, French Polynesia. Challenged America volunteer Marshall Lubin takes a break to sail to French Polynesia, a six week journey taking him from San Diego to Tahiti.

Voyaging thousands of nautical miles on a Beneteau 50, Marshall visits the Marquesas and the Tuamotu Archipelagos and the Society Islands.  The names alone bring out dream images of turquoise water, lush islands and magical lagoons with names like Tahiti, Moorea, Rangiroa, Bora Bora.

Chapter 2: Trouble in Paradise

Then there was our passenger. The woman who refused to watch a video on sailing and be a part of the crew decided she would rather sit and watch. She had a fight with her boyfriend and not getting sufficient satisfaction from berating him started in on me. I was sleeping in my cabin, door ajar, and was summoned to the saloon. I refused, stating, “I’m busy, sorry, can’t come out!” Difficult to support that statement when she could look in the cabin and see I was lying in my bunk. So…I complied, even though I didn’t want to be part of a festering problem, didn’t want to get involved in their argument. I could foresee disaster resulting from this coming encounter. Continue reading

Challenged America Volunteer Sails to Tahiti (Part1/4)

Roughing it: San Diego to Tahiti by Marshall Lubin

Challenged America volunteer sails to Tahiti, French Polynesia. Challenged America volunteer Marshall Lubin takes a break to sail to French Polynesia, a six week journey taking him from San Diego to Tahiti.

Voyaging thousands of nautical miles on a Beneteau 50, Marshall visits the Marquesas and the Tuamotu Archipelagos and the Society Islands.  The names alone bring out dream images of turquoise water, lush islands and magical lagoons with names like Tahiti, Moorea, Rangiroa, Bora Bora.

Chapter 1: Sailing to the Marquesas

Early Saturday morning as I parsed my emails, I noticed a sailing invitation from an Aussie that was leaving San Diego on his fifty foot sloop. Short of crew, he needed another body, especially one with blue water experience. Contacting Bronte, the owner of the sloop, we met and discussed the impending voyage. Deciding that this was an invitation not to be capriciously dismissed, I scraped off the sclerosing barnacles from my crusty backside and geared up for a puddle jump to French Polynesia.

Tutto Bene 50' Beneteau

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