Sail Meridian

The beginning of our Grand Adventure... or folly... we'll let you know!

20 January 2010 | Brisbane, Australia
14 January 2010 | Brisbane, Australia
24 December 2009 | Brisbane, Australia
12 December 2009 | underway
22 November 2009 | Noumea, New Caledonia
14 November 2009 | Noumea, New Caledonia
07 November 2009 | Ile Uere, New Caledonia
05 November 2009 | Espirito Santo, Vanuatu
21 October 2009 | Aore Island, Vanuatu
19 October 2009 | Peterson Bay, Espirito Santo
09 October 2009 | Espirito Santo
25 September 2009 | Tanna, Vanuatu
11 September 2009 | Vuda Point, Viti Levu, Fiji
13 August 2009 | Navadra, Fiji
24 July 2009 | Malolo Lailai, Fiji
29 June 2009 | Yadua Island, Fiji
26 June 2009 | Yadua Island, Fiji
10 June 2009 | Savusavu, Fiji
27 May 2009
19 May 2009 | Whangamumu, New Zealand

Global Emergency

01 May 2008 | Ua Pou, Marquesas
I'm sure most of you have already heard the devastating news. A few of the "granola crowd" may have even predicted it. But I'm here to confirm what can only be called an unprecedented global catastrophe.


None, nada, zilch. Maybe the dolphins got 'em all, maybe Dr. Evil ate them, I don't know. What I do know is that there can't be any left, because we would have flippin' caught one if they existed. We've criss-crossed this darned ocean, dragging enough line to make the world's biggest cat's cradle. We've rigged enough lures to open our own tackle shop, and we have plugs, floaters, squids and rapalas in more color-combinations than Binney and Smith. We have altered the depths and distances that we fish at, we have both hand-lines and a trolling pole going at all times, and all gear is sized accordingly, just waiting for that 40 pound Mahi Mahi or 65 pound Wahoo. We've tried everything except a ritualistic voodoo dance, but still there is no joy in fishville.

Oh, sure, we hear from other cruisers who have just landed a trophy, and we were even given some fresh Wahoo by the kind folks on Don Pedro. A mercy gesture, I'm sure (though I'm convinced I saw a Safeway price tag on it). The radio is filled with chatter, claiming that the fishing is great, and that even a fool can catch fish out here. Ouch. People have even taken to setting up fish-cleaning stations on the sterns of their boats, like they were a mothership processing the fleets' catch. Jeez, enough already.

So, now I'm faced with 2 awful truths.1) the oceans are utterly and completely devoid of anything vaguely resembling a fish, and 2) cruisers are liars. The first one comes as a surprise to you, I'm sure. As for the second awful truth, let this be a lesson to you. Never, ever believe what some drop-out cruiser in a far-away land tells you. Never. It just might be a fish story.
Vessel Name: Meridian
Vessel Make/Model: Tayana 48CC
Hailing Port: Napa, CA