The Expedition, From the Start

It’s the last day of January, and as we sit at anchor—waiting for customs… again—I have to say our time in Puerto Caldera has already been encouraging. Before we’ve even set foot ashore, people have reached out offering help in every way possible. One woman in particular, Rocio from the sailing

In 1982 Warren Least Heat Moon followed 13,000 miles of little roads around America after he lost his teaching job and separated from his wife. His was a voyage of leaving something behind and immersing himself in something new. His book from that voyage, Blue Highways, published in 1982, went with

Sailing from Puerto Montt to the entrance of Penas is straightforward navigation-wise, not so much weather-wise. The channels, islands and hazards along this 120nm stretch are well documented and scenic. Protected from the prevailing westerly winds this leg of the voyage is relatively calm. The

Presently we are in Canal Brecknock, Patagonia. For now, the weather is on our side — 14 knots on a broad reach with just the jib unfurled, and more than two knots of current carrying us forward. Last night brought clear skies, an alignment of planets, and a near-full moon. This morning: steady wind

Few descriptions of sailing ships rounding Cape Horn are as vivid and well-written as David Grann's account in his book Wager. Since we anchored very near that ship's final resting place his words carry more weight than other histories I've read. During our final approach to Cape Horn his words

Puerto Williams- 55 degrees South March 18, 2026 And then there were three - Mark, Tess, and me. Tim left One Ocean while we were in Puerto Williams. It’s the first time on this trip that we’ve chosen to sail as a crew of three. Why? Part of it is that we’ve been racing down the South American coast

Sailors live with a quiet understanding - we are not meant to stay. There’s a kind of unspoken agreement between us—an acceptance that we are, at our core, wanderers. Vagabonds of the sea. Drawn to the wind, the tide and to the ever-shifting horizon. So when sailors meet and truly connect, it

One Ocean lays at anchor in Bahia Tilly on the Strait of Magellan, 226 nm northwest of Cape Horn, 6,600 nm miles southeast of her home port, Anacortes, Washington, logging 17,136 nm in 324 days to visit this beautiful and secure little bay. More than a lifetime of sailing miles for most sailors, a

Date: 3/26/26 Type: Blog In lieu of seeing my first AND SECOND humpback breach, alongside a collection of incredible fluke shots that has grown substantially over the past month, this entry is written in the format of our whale data notebook. This is how we log sightings, conditions, and behavior

There’s a certain rhythm to life at anchor in the fjords—one part vigilance, one part intuition, and one part surrender. Some days it’s quiet observation. Other days, it’s a test of everything you think you know. At 1:30 a.m., the stillness broke while we were anchored in Caleta Darde. A quick check

April 9, 2026 44d 06"S 73d 24" W Today we have the luxury of resupplying almost anywhere thanks to supply routes binding the entire world together. Provisioning still requires some organization and attention but the variety of products and food available at the ends of the earth is truly amazing

I woke to bright, golden sunlight pouring into the main cabin, warming everything it touched. I had slept through the night between watches on the settee. Our main cabin is open and bright, thanks to the large windows that have been a huge bonus on this trip. To feel warm and cozy while still