round we go!!

Vessel Name: Bubbles
Vessel Make/Model: Fast Passage 39
Hailing Port: Seymour IN
17 September 2012 | Nanny Cay, Tortola, BVIs
22 July 2012
10 June 2012 | St. Martin
04 June 2012 | St. Martin
31 May 2012 | Saba Rock
19 May 2012 | english harbour, antigua
07 May 2012 | Bridgetown, Barbados
27 April 2012 | Georgetown, Guyana
22 April 2012 | Paramaribo, Suriname
19 April 2012 | French Guyana
13 April 2012 | Atlantic Ocean somewhere off of South America
08 April 2012 | Amazon River, Macapa, Brazil
01 April 2012 | Amazon River, Brazil
30 March 2012 | Tapajos River, Brazil
28 March 2012 | Amazon River, Brazil
21 March 2012 | Xingu River, Brazil
20 March 2012 | Amazonia, Brazil
18 March 2012 | Para River, Brazil
18 March 2012 | Belem, Brazil
13 March 2012 | Capim River, Brazil
Recent Blog Posts
17 September 2012 | Nanny Cay, Tortola, BVIs

The final blog, Bubbles sold yesterday

First lets go back to that week in May in the British Virgin Islands… we had over 20 sparkling crew on board Bubbles (all wearing the coral crew shirts) approaching the round-the-world finish line at Nanny Cay. With only a few hundred feet to go the propeller fell off. Not being able to raise sail [...]

22 July 2012

the last leg sail

We had good wind on the morning we set sail to complete the 90 mile last leg (from St. Martin to Tortola in the British Virgin Islands) of Bubble’s circumnavigation. With a full boat, I was on deck explaining some navigational markers to some of the more virgin crew when Trevor at the helm yelled [...]

10 June 2012 | St. Martin

Magic Aboard Bubbles

That night in St. Martin the party aboard Bubbles can only be described as magical. With Christmas lights strung up both in the rigging to light the deck, and in the interior to light below, a special glow illuminated the boat that had carried us around the world. Paddy King lead a conga line of Bubbles [...]

04 June 2012 | St. Martin

The Round the World Pre Party Begins!!

The seven of us woke well before sunup to the Indiana Jones theme song cranked over the Bubbles sound system. Sails were up by sunrise with Paddy King at the helm and brother Joe standing by as we watched the morning light illuminate mountainous Saba's cliffs rising from the sea. With 20 knots of wind [...]

31 May 2012 | Saba Rock

the Sea Hawk 4 takes flight

The day sail to Barbuda was sunny with good wind and buzzing excitement from both new crew and old. Arriving in the poorly charted waters we ran aground, but jumping into a shallow sea full of starfish isn't a bad place to get stuck. Ashore the six of us strolled on an endless beach of pink sand with [...]

19 May 2012 | english harbour, antigua

Adding more Bubbles

Bubbles and crew ran completely broke of funds after Carine flew back to Amsterdam. Having neither cash nor credit via any type of card, Diego and I resorted to trading. For a couple dive tanks we got the jib sail repaired, for a regulator we got fresh produce out of a local garden. We were able [...]

watercaves and whirlpools

31 January 2011 | hinatuan pass
captain alex

The plan was to wake in the morning and continue on towards Cebu, but a monsoon rainstorm had hit and with visibility near zero there was no chance of navigating the islands and reef so we decided to stay put for the day to wait it out. The morning was spent replacing a stay and taking apart wenches and by afternoon we decided to head into land. On one side of us was three island two of which were white sand and palm trees while the other side was steep jungle leading to rolling peaks. At the end of the bay was a village built on stilts and we dingied over in the rain and were greeted by about 20 smiling children who followed as we visited the local church and school laughing all the way. After a full day of stormy rain we hoped the weather would change and went to sleep dreaming of sunshine.
I woke at 4:30 to the sound of Bubbles banging on land. I rushed to the deck and in the darkness and rain it was hard to get any bearings but after getting a flashlight out was able to see that were washing up onto a beach (luckily all sand bottom). I called for all hands on deck and we scrambled to save the boat and get to deeper water which we somehow managed, but in the darkness and knowing there were many rocks around I had no choice but to take us out of the protected bay into deeper water. We took turns on watch as we drifted in the waves and by morning light we had several Philipino fishermen checking to make sure we were all right.
We raised sail and headed for the pass to Cebu but with high winds, choppy seas and blinding rain I knew navigating in such conditions would be Bubbles suicide so turned back to Bocas Grande to find shelter. By noon we were in another protected bay but with no shallow water for anchoring we almost turned back before finally finding a shoal to anchor on. We were immediately greeted in canoe by a local man named Burt who lived on the idealic palm studded beach in front of us. I invited him aboard for a beer and boatmade chili soup and although he couldn't speak English we got along quite well he seemed to enjoy flipping through the magazines on board liking the pictures of Rolling Stone much better than the articles of the Economist.
Burt seemed to want to show us something on land and with the rain subsiding the five of us piled into the dingy and were off. We went a couple miles to round the next cape which opened up to a jungle fjord. We rounded corner after corner and were soon lost in a maze of mushroom shaped islands (similar to what we saw in Palau) and Burt motioned me to drive the dingy towards a cliff face that only when I got closer noticed was a cave entrance. We had to duck our heads to avoid the the stalagtites (or is it stalagmites? I always get the two mixed up) which opened to a cavernous room where we could then see light coming from the opposite side. We followed it out in the dingy (having to all duck our heads again) and found ourselves on the other side of the island! We continued on finding cave after cave to go exploring in and not another soul or sign of civilization in sight. It was truly a water wonderland only imagined dreams.
When we got back to Bubbles Ben found an octopus under the boat and as I went to join him on his discovery I noticed a sailboat on the horizon. I got on the radio and was surprised to hear the familiar voice of our friends on Wyspa Szczesliwych Dziezi (try saying that one on the VHF) and they saw us and were coming our way. Shannon baked a carrot/apple cake and when they arrived we joined them on the red schooner catamaran for some cake eating. I thought we made good time by completing the passage from Palau in 4 days but being caught in the storm we had been hiding from they were blown over 500 miles to the Philipines in just a little over 2.
We woke the next morning to less rain but still grey skies but enough visibility to make the Hinatuan Pass and were off towards Sirigao. The recommendation is to go the through the pass at high tide when the water is slack but I wanting to see one of the whirlpools that forms in the rip so I decided to take us through at max flood. Bubbles hit a new record of 12.2 knots as we flew through the pass with 6+ current and we saw many whirlpools of three to four feet in diameter but not the monster whirlpool Im looking for. I guess I'll have to keep looking...


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