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10 November 2017 | Majuro, The Marshall Islands
We completed the final leg from Tarawa to Majuro - a mere 350nm - and within 36 hours I was on a plane, going to windward at 500 knots. Looking back, I have certain regrets. We breezed past at least a dozen atolls that begged to be explored. When will I ever be back here again? Phil would have gladly stopped, but I just didn't have the time. Time (sigh), it is the secret ingredient to successful cruising and so hard to attain.
As for Majuro, The Marshall Islands - it is postively bustling by the standards of Pacific atolls, with multiple supermarkets, restaurants, hotels, hardware stores, moorings and a cruising community of about 10 inhabited boats. They have a daily cruisers net, pizza night at the yacht club... you get the idea. It's not really why a person sails to the Pacific, but it was a thrilling contrast from Tuvalu and Kiribati.
On our last day at sea, the doldrums caught us, so we had to motor into Majuro, an ignominious conclusion to a month of GREAT sailing. We arrived to the anchorage after dark and dropped the hook directly atop a wreck. Oops. Phil donned tanks the next day to sort it all out.
Moon Dancer performed beautifully, sailing close to the wind for days on end. She was so well-balanced, in fact, that we turned off the autopilot and let her steer herself for hours at a time. Next year, she is returning to the US via Japan and Alaska. I wish her and her crew Fair Winds!
I have uploaded pictures, which you can view on the "Gallery" link.