Gory, huh? My buddy Ian on Afriki that I sailed with from Bora Bora to Western Samoa just happened into our anchorage last week. And then he did this to his thumb. Well actually, we suggested that he drill a hole in his nail to relieve the pressure. He's the one who put it in the path of a vicious slamming hatch. Whatta maroon! The process actually worked, by the way. So if you have a digit slammed in something unforgiving, I'd highly recommend the drill bit method for relief. And get someone to take pictures. Documentation is crucial.

We finally received my emergency issue passport on Monday. Wednesday afternoon was the Indonesian visa and check out was on Friday. We all know that you can't sail on the f-day, so we set off this morning. As always, it's great to be back on the water. The winds are light and variable, which is a change from the 25-35kn that we rode in on so were motor sailing. And that's okay.

We are sailing straight for Bali a thousand miles away with a possible pit stop in Ashmore reef. This is mom's first leg back on Sora and the last for both Simon and me. He's finally going somewhere that he can use his surfboard and I reckon he plans to and I'm heading out on my own. Time to get busy earning my own boat! My parents are planning on meeting up with some friends from the Indonesian rally and possibly backtracking to Komodo Island to chase dragons. Seriously. They use chickens as bait.

Cheers to a new journey, Cass