S/V Mabel Rose

Join us for a trip from New York to Tasmania, and back, we hope. Departing Saturday.

Tasmania Landfall

Beating into the force five to six winds in the morning hours was much less unpleasant than we had anticipated. We got out of the current by around 0300, and the waves settled down enough for us to mostly slice through them, with only occasional sheets of...

Halfway To Hobart

Holding my warped and slightly stained blue plastic tea mug tight, trying to get some heat into my hand I remind myself that we are halfway there. I am snuggled into the dodger at the top of the ladder. It is to wet and cold for the cockpit to be inviting....

Styrofoam, Flowers or Spooky Halloween Heads

No swim call today on the Mabel Rose.... spooky Halloween Heads in the water.

Today the ocean seems quieter then the day we entered Eden No voices of competitive racers looking for space on the ocean snapping over the radio. No ongoing rescue...

A Hard Beat Towards Hobart

Most of the day Tuesday was surprisingly pleasant sailing. We had some early morning rain, lumpy seas, and contrary wind shifts. An active thunderstorm cell slipped past us to the north at the beginning of my watch. But the wind eventually settled down to a...

Out of Eden

The morning weather models confirmed that a Monday departure looked better than a Thursday departure. We emailed Met Bob to get his take, and tried calling him when we got no response. We emailed the local ABF officer because he had told us we needed out bound...

End of the Holiday Weekend in Eden

A long procession of wagons filled with beach toys, sun tents and exhausted children slowly moved down the beach towards the car park. Vehicles packed with tents, paddle boards
luggage and wistful dogs wait in line at the gas station. The holiday...