Newsletter December 2019

We are sailing across the Bass Strait as I write this, bound from King Island northwest of Tasmania towards Western Port in Victoria, Australia. We’ve had to fight the weather since we left Kettering in southwest Tasmania. It has taken almost a month to get this far. But we definitely are on time to share the Christmas Holidays with some of David’s family who live only 15 minutes away from the marina where we have secured a berth. He’ll get to play granddad; I’ll get to play in a real kitchen and make rich dark fruit cakes and enjoy the camaraderie that comes only when friends and family work together to create a feast. I also have cruising friends who live near here. When Peter and Jan Metherall were sailing home through the Pacific with their three children on board back in 1985, we all became friends. In fact, their children crewed for Larry and I when we raced in Tonga. So, we’ll have a full holiday time, one I am sure will build more special memories.
.       Sailing in the Bass Strait gave us a mixed bag of weather – but two days were almost perfect.

Newsletter August 2019

The wind came blasting in, far stronger than forecast. But before it did, we’d had a fine run down through the Apostle Islands. Now streaks of white filled the horizon, wave crests breaking against the hull began covering us in spray. So, we turned to head back into the marina early in the afternoon and helped tidy up the 30 foot sloop that served as our hosts summer cottage and lake explorer.

1. Sailing with Jerry and Karen on Lake Superior was one more of the special moments of our three month meander across the US.

June 2019 Newsletter

Dear Friends;

As this story shows, my itchy feet have me on the move again.

“Push her a bit more to starboard,” I call to David.

“I’ll hold her while you start up the windlass,” Marcus calls to me.

I run the length of the boatyard at my Kawau Island home base in North Cove, then begin taking the strain on the hauling line. The big windlass grinds and whirrs and slowly my little Herreshoff keeler Felicity comes clear of the water. Her specially fitted trailer keeps her keel centered, her hull well supported as she rolls up the stone ramp and onto the flat ground. I enjoy the camaraderie as the three of us work together to ensure she is settled perfectly, trailer sitting level, wheels jacked up and tires clear of the ground. But at the same time I feel a little sad. She is just the first of five boats we are storing away for what could be more than a year.

One last gathering of friends from North Cove before we packed up to run away from winter.

Pardey Books & DVD's are available from the publishers website.
The links below will take you to

Self Sufficient Sailor: Third Edition

Hardcover - 320p
Coming Sept 2019

Taleisin's Tales: Sailing towards the Southern Cross 

Paperback - 220p

Details of Classic Boat Construction: The Hull - 25th Anniversary Edition

Hardcover - 452p

Voyaging With Kids - A Guide to Family Life Afloat

Paperback - 320p

Care and Feeding of Sailing Crew 4th Edition

Paperback - 412p

As Long as It's Fun: The Epic Voyages and Extraordinary Times of Lin and Larry Pardey

Paperback - 280p

Bull Canyon: A Boat builder, a Writer and other Wildlife

Hardcover - 304p

Capable Cruiser 3rd Edition

Paperback - 400p

Cruising in Seraffyn: Tribute Edition

Paperback - 236p

Seraffyn's Mediterranean Adventure 30th Anniversary Edition

Paperback - 256p

Seraffyn's Oriental Adventure

Paperback - 256p

Seraffyn's European Adventure

Paperback - 319p

Blown Away

Paperback - 319p

Storm Tactics Handbook

Paperback - 319p

Cost Control While You CRUISE

DVD - 65 minutes

All 5 Pardey Videos


Storm Tactics: Cape Horn Tested

DVD - 84 minutes



Get Ready to CRUISE

DVD - 98 minutes

Cruising has NO LIMITS

DVD - 98 minutes

April 2019

Dear Friends,

I watch three black swans winging their way through the quiet cul-de-sac where we lay at anchor in Iola Bay. The sound of their slowly flapping wings carries clearly across the evening-stilled water. The shrill cries of a heron ring out and seem to echo off the rock-lined shore that enfolds us. The towering rocky crags of Mount Rugby just a mile north of us across Bathurst Channel, catch the last rays of sun. There is not one sign of humans or human habitation anywhere around us. The only visible hint of trails in this wilderness area turn out to be the tracks made by wombats scrambling through the thick, rough brush looking for something, anything, to eat. I am lounging comfortably in the cockpit, feeling repleat – the reason? We have reached our goal. We are now on the wild west coast of Tasmania in a magnificent, rugged multi-armed mini-inland sea that offers the southern-most accessible safe anchorage in Australia. The nearest road, the nearest village with any shops is at least a hundred miles away by sea, and six days walking (tramping) by land.

Mount Rugby is just across the channel from the perfectly protected Iola Cove