Global Voyage

A Story About Sailing Around the World

Ray & Jenny aboard the ketch Suka

3 years, 35,000 miles, Nov 1982 - Jan 1986

Ray & Jenny Jardine

Making Ready page 8 of 109

“Leave thy home, O youth,
And seek out alien shores;
A larger range of life is ordained for thee.”

- Petronius


November 1st was Ray's and my target date of departure, and the final weeks of October were slipping past all too quickly. In spite of our working full time and checking off several jobs daily, the list of projects only grew.

We carried to the boat carloads of gear we had been storing at the office: boxes of books, charts, clothes, anchors, sails, spare parts, large coils of ropes, cases of tinned food, the inflatable dinghy still in its carton, etc, etc. And as the boat grew heavier with cruising gear, she settled deeper into the water.

Harried, we didn't have time to sail from the dock for shakedowns. Ray could only raise the sails on calm nights, and in this way he fitted blocks and lines necessary for sheeting and reefing the various sails.

Unaware that we intended going cruising so soon, our experienced sailing friends Jim and Deidrie presented us with a gift they had built: a custom teak cupboard, still in pieces. It featured a pair of hand painted acrylic doors, appropriately depicting Ray's sailboat entering the pass of a palm-studded Polynesian atoll, accompanied by dolphins leaping clear of the water. Jim had carefully designed the framework to fit onto the galley bulkhead. Gratefully, I stowed the parts in a safe place, assured that Ray would assemble and install them during our first passage.

During those final hectic days I made countless trips to the chandlers for bolts, pad-eyes, or whatever we needed to complete the project at hand. And between running errands and providing a third and fourth hand on the jobs, I tried to organize the chaos belowdecks. Boxes of provisions stood stacked on the settees, in the galley, under the salon table, and in the aft cabin walkway. These left practically no room for us to move about, so item by item I began filling the lockers. I removed the paper labels from the canned goods, described the contents with indelible ink on the can, and tabulated how many tins of what were where. I packaged dry goods such as flour, sugar, grains, legumes, and even rolls of toilet paper into polyethylene bags, and closed them with a heat-sealer. Also, I drove to an egg ranch and bought fifteen dozen unwashed and unrefrigerated eggs, which I then stacked by the carton-full in the galley's non-refrigerated ice box, which during the entire voyage we used merely as cool storage.

In addition to boat related tasks we attended to many time consuming personal matters. We closed bank accounts, visited a doctor and dentist for check ups, purchased emergency medication, sold our cars, canceled insurance policies, terminated telephone and electric service, rented a storage unit for leave-behind items we wanted to keep, moved out of the office, paid the last of the bills, and so on. Ray even had his impacted wisdom teeth extracted.

Finally our target date arrived. Much work remained, but we could only admit that the perpetual project list would always be in the red. Even so, activity aboard reached a crescendo as we concentrated only on those jobs requiring electricity.

That night we entrusted Jim and Deidrie with the immediacy of our plans, and they came to lend their assistance. Deidrie and I made headway with the contents of the boxes sprawled all across the salon. She packaged groceries into poly bags, which I stowed, filling each locker to the brim. By evening only a few boxes remained under the table and three or four sacks of groceries on the settee, and these I could finish stowing at sea.

Ray telephoned his long-time friend Joe K., and he also came to help. Later that night the five of us took time out to visit a local pizza restaurant. When we had returned to the dock, Jim and Deidrie wished us their envious goodbyes and good lucks. They had cruising plans of their own, and intended to set sail in our wakes the following season.

Joe accompanied us on one last trip to the grocery store, where we bought case loads of fresh goods and perishables to see Ray and I through the next month or two. Where I would store it all, I hadn't a clue.

Now late at night on the date of our intended departure, we were too exhausted to set off. The additional groceries occupied most of the settee space, but we each found a separate place to curl up for the night. Tomorrow morning we would depart.


At the Customs Dock, one day before departure.


About to venture into the vast Pacific, we knew we were taking a few chances, but what we could not have known was that we were about to depart into French Polynesia's most devastating cyclone season on record.

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GV 001: Title Page
GV 002: TOC
GV 003: Dedication
GV 004: Preface
GV 005: Prologue
GV 006: Beginnings
GV 007: Work Done
> GV 008: Making Ready
GV 009: Departure
GV 010: Sailing Credentials
GV 011: First Lesson
GV 012: Sextant Navigation
GV 013: Safety Harness
GV 014: Murphy's law
GV 015: Spirit of Adventure
GV 016: Holding On
GV 017: First Big Storm
GV 018: Storm Intensified
GV 019: Rolling Violently
GV 020: Mizzen Sleeping Bag'sl
GV 021: Freeing the Propeller
GV 022: Visits by Birds
GV 023: Crossing the Doldrums
GV 024: Nearing First Landfall
GV 025: Land Ho
GV 026: Fatu Hiva
GV 027: Trek Inland
GV 028: Anchor Watch
GV 029: Passage
GV 030: Hiva Oa
GV 031: Skin Diving Circus
GV 032: Almost Like a Jungle
GV 033: Polaris Missile
GV 034: Taiohaie Bay
GV 035: Cascade Hakaui
GV 036: Taipi Bay
GV 037: Cyclone Lisa
GV 038: Cyclone Nano
GV 039: Passage of Patience
GV 040: Tuamotu Archipelago
GV 041: Tahiti
GV 042: Cyclone Reva
GV 043: Secret Sharer
GV 044: Moorea
GV 045: Cyclone Veena
GV 046: Aftermath
GV 047: Good Weather in Papeete
GV 048: Huahine
GV 049: Raiatea
GV 050: BoraBora
GV 051: Rarotonga
GV 052: Tonga
GV 053: Fresh Air
GV 054: Tongan Feast
GV 055: Excursion to Maninita
GV 056: Mariner's Cave
GV 057: Fiji
GV 058: Ndravuni Island
GV 059: Mara Island
GV 060: Aneityum
GV 061: Noumea
GV 062: St Elmo's fire
GV 063: Breakwater Reef
GV 064: Bundaberg
GV 065: Life on the Burnett River
GV 066: Engine Sabotage
GV 067: Flying
GV 068: Aground in Round Hill Creek
GV 069: Gladstone Confinement
GV 070: Tropical Queensland
GV 071: Trip into Townsville
GV 072: Cairns Sojourn
GV 073: Cramped Cooktown
GV 074: Lizard Island
GV 075: The San Michelle
GV 076: Lost Mummy Cave
GV 077: Land's End
GV 078: Darwin
GV 079: Christmas Is
GV 080: Passage
GV 081: Cocos Keeling
GV 082: Crossing the Indian Ocean
GV 083: Rodriguez
GV 084: Mauritius
GV 085: Reunion Cirque de Mafate
GV 086: Reunion Cirque de Salazie
GV 087: Passage to Africa
GV 088: Kruger National Park
GV 089: Richards Bay
GV 090: Durban
GV 091: Port Elizabeth
GV 092: Cape Town
GV 093: Storm Passage
GV 094: St Helena
GV 095: Passage to Brazil
GV 096: Fortaleza
GV 097: Passage to Caribbean
GV 098: Bonaire
GV 099: Passage to Panama
GV 100: Panama
GV 101: Panama Canal
GV 102: Medidor
GV 103: Costa Rica
GV 104: Passage to Acapulco
GV 105: Acapulco to Cabo
GV 106: Baja
GV 107: Home Port
GV 108: In Retrospect
GV 109: Next Time
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