September 30, 2012
Saying Good Bye

September 15, 2012
Reflections on Our 27 Year Circumnavigation

September 1, 2012
Sea of Cortez Sailing

August 15, 2012
Back to the Sea of Cortez

August 1, 2012
After Circumnavigation: What to Take, What to Leave Behind

July 15, 2012
Mexican Booby Trap

July 1, 2012
Tackling the Tehuantepec

June 14, 2012
Honduras, El Salvador, Guatemala and Mexico

June 1, 2012
Sailing northern Costa Rica and Nicargua

May 15, 2012
Costa Rican Cruising

May 1, 2012
New Found Friends in Golfito, Costa Rica

April 15, 2012
It’s a Jungle Out There

April 1, 2012
Hunting and Gathering in Panama

March 15, 2012
Money.... Money.... Money

March 1, 2012
Feel Free Transits the Panama Canal

February 15, 2012
Transiting the Panama Canal

February 1, 2012
Feel Free is Back in the Pacific

January 15, 2012
Charter Skipper for a Week

January 1, 2012
Confessions of a Charter Cat Chef

December 15, 2011
Away to the Andamans Part 2

December 1, 2011

November 15, 2011
Sailing in a Freshwater Paradise

November 1, 2011
To Barf or not to Barf, that is the question

October 14, 2011
Remarkable Cruisers

October 3, 2011
The Sea of Cortez, Another World

September 15, 2011
Panama Canal Here We Come

September 1, 2011
Sailing for Humanity

August 15, 2011
A Hard Lesson on the Hard and Reflections on Boat Work

August 1, 2011
Here Come the Lion Fish

July 15, 2011
The Joy of Books

July 1, 2011
The Sailors of San Blas

June 15, 2011
The Good Life in Kuna Yala

June 1, 2011
The Dirt Dweller in Paradise

May 15, 2011
People of the San Blas, Then and Now

May 1, 2011
Cruising in Kuna Yala

April 15, 2011
Near Disaster in the San Blas

April 1, 2011
At Last in the San Blas

March 15, 2011
Chilling Out in Cholon

March 1, 2011
Ah, Cartagena!

February 15, 2011
Cruising the Cape Horn of the Caribbean Part 2

February 1, 2011
Cruising the Cape Horn of the Caribbean Part 1

January 14, 2011
Aruban Interlude

December 30, 2010
Hunkering Down for a Hurricane

December 15, 2010
A Day in the Life - Our Passage to Aruba

December 1, 2010
Stuck in Curacao

November 15, 2010
Stormy Night Sailing

November 1, 2010
Sailing In The Sticks

October 15, 2010
Safety, Security and Circumnavigating with some tips on how to stay safe

October 4, 2010
Feel Free Transits The Suez Canal

September 15, 2010
Red Sea Sailing

September 1, 2010
FEEL FREEs Voyage Into the Red Sea

August 15, 2010
And just a little further, to Curacao

August 1, 2010
Bonaire Diving

July 15, 2010
Then To Bonaire

July 1, 2010
Cruising Remote Venezuelan Isles

June 15, 2010
Cruising St. Vincent

June 1, 2010
Right Place, Right Time

May 15, 2010
The Spice Isle

May 1, 2010
To the Grenadines

April 15, 2010
We Be In Barbados Mon

April 1, 2010
Atlantic Passage Part II

March 15, 2010
Atlantic Passage Part 1

March 1, 2010
Provisioning for the Atlantic Crossing

February 15, 2010
Atlantic Crossing Preparations

February 1, 2010
Cruising the Canary Islands

January 15, 2010
Out Of Africa

January 1, 2010
Come With Me To The High Atlas Mountains.............

December 15, 2009
Two Years Of Mediterranean Sailing

December 1, 2009
Moving On To Morocco

November 18, 2009
Leaving The Med

November 13, 2009
Reaching The Rock Of Gibraltar Milestone

October 15, 2009
Sailing Spains Costa del Sol

October 1, 2009
Sailing Spains Costa del High-rise

September 15, 2009
Sailing The Spanish Isles

September 1, 2009
At Sea Or On The Hook, These Recipes Travel Well

August 15, 2009
An Interlude At Menorca

August 1, 2009
A Pleasant Passage To Menorca

July 15, 2009
The Agony And Ecstasy Of The Tunisian Coast

July 1, 2009
Tripping Around Tunisia

June 15, 2009
Tales From North Africa

June 1, 2009
Dont Freak If Your Fridge Fails

May 15, 2009
Into Africa

May 1, 2009
Meandering Around Malta, Then Off To Tunisia

April 15, 2009
Low-Tech DIY Ideas For The New Economy

April 1, 2009
The Med Set A Few Cruiser Profiles

March 15, 2009
That Sinking Feeling

March 1, 2009
Thailand to Oman: Three Passages, Three Ports

February 15, 2009
Doing Hard Time in Malta

February 1, 2009
Pirate Alley Part 2

January 15, 2009
Pirate Alley Part 1

January 2, 2009
So Many Islands, So Little Time

December 15, 2008
Cruising With The Bear

December 1, 2008
Versatile Vinegar, The Boaters Friend

November 15, 2008
What I Did In This Summer -- Dock Masters In paradise

November 1, 2008
Over The Top Of Oz

October 16, 2008
The Tumultuous Tasman

October 1, 2008
Sweet Memories Of The Splendid Surins

September 15, 2008
And Then We Were In Malta

September 1, 2008
Feel Frees Siracusan Story

August 15, 2008
The Best of Times, The Worst of Times

August 1, 2008
All Tied Up In The Ionians

July 15, 2008
A Greek Odyssey Our Journey to Ithaca

July 1, 2008
Anatomy of a Near Catastrophe

June 15, 2008
Good-bye Turkey, Hello Greece

June 1, 2008
More Winter Cruising in Turkey

May 15, 2008
Winter Cruising in Turkey

April 15, 2008
Talking Turkey: Marmaris Marina Living

April 15, 2008
The Joy Of The Side Trip

April 1, 2008
Return to Marmaris, And The Budget

March 15, 2008
Passing Time And Dodging The Meltemi

March 1, 2008
Home Sweet Home

February 15, 2008
A Little Working, A Little Cruising

February 1, 2008
Working Our Way Around The World

January 15, 2008
Welcome Aboard Feel Free

January 1, 2008
Liz Tosonis and Tom Morkins Feel Free

January 1, 2008
About Tom Morkin and Liz Tosoni

January 1, 2008
About Feel Free

January 1, 2008
Voyage Itinerary

August 15, 2010
And just a little further, to Curacao

By Liz Tosoni

Spanish Water, near Willemstad, Curacao
Netherlands Antilles, ABC Islands
Caribbean Sea

We’ve been cruising steadily for 18 months since our last haul-out and we need to haul out again. We’ve slid over some 5,000 miles of sea and ocean and visited nine countries in that time and Feel Free is ready for some TLC and her crew, ready to apply the required elbow grease.

Where to do it has been the big question. While cruising the Caribbean over the past few months there was much vacillation over the pros and cons of various haul-out locations, including Trinidad and Venezuela, but by the time we reached Bonaire, we knew it would be Curacao. In fact, we’d already made arrangements with the folks at Curacao Marine over the Internet.

With 15- 18 knots of balmy breeze out of the ESE, Feel Free enjoyed a fine ride, running the 35 miles from Bonaire to Curacao effortlessly.

Nearing the narrow, serpentine, unmarked entrance to the wide and well protected Spanish Water, up went the yellow Q flag as did the flag of Curacao, the 45th country courtesy flag we’ve raised, over 25 years, during our very slow circling of the globe.

At 12 N Latitude Curacao is considered to be below the hurricane belt and Spanish Water, a popular cruiser hangout on the south coast, is known as one of the safest harbours/anchorages in the Caribbean.


Curacao itself is long and arid, generally flat, stretching some 40 miles from southeast to northwest, at much the same angle as it’s sister islands in the ABC group , Aruba and Bonaire. The island is about 10 miles at its widest point, and the area is about 180 square miles, making it the largest island in the Netherlands Antilles group.

The south coastline is irregular, chiselled as if with a sharp knife, with small bays and inlets. The largest indentations are located along the central-east and east end of the island, where Spanish Water and the major port of Willemstad are found.


Most of Curacao's 130,000 residents (amazing linguists, many able to speak four languages) live in and around the historic town of Willemstad. Houses, shops and office buildings are painted in pastels with a well thought out pattern that is pleasing to the eye: yellows, blues, greens, oranges, reds, pinks, the same two colors never placed side by side, different shades maybe, but never the same. It’s a Dutch dollhouse skyline and with its unique colonial architecture and history it is a UNESCO World Heritage site.

Trade winds blow constantly from the east. The rainy season, October to February, is marked by short, occasional showers, usually at night, and sunny weather by day. “Occasionally a tropical storm brewing elsewhere in the Caribbean can cause uncharacteristically cloudy weather for a day or two” say the travel brochures.

Besides hauling Feel Free out of the water to do the usual bottom painting and other sundry out-of-the-water jobs, we were leaving her on her own for a short while. We’d checked some hurricane sites to find out about the history of tropical storms that have affected the area. From the Caribbean Hurricane Guide: “The recent Dow Jones Island Index recently ranked Curacao as the Caribbean island least likely to be hit by a hurricane, followed by Bonaire, Grand Cayman, Barbados, and Aruba.” Perfect.

And yet, from another site:

How often is this area affected?
Brushed or hit every 6.32 years

Last affected by
2007, Sept 2nd Hurricane Felix passes just north with 105mph winds while moving west, area sustained Tropical Storm force winds & some flooding.

This areas hurricane past:
1877 Sept 23rd 105mph from the ENE
1886 95 mph Aug 26th from the East.
1892 Oct 8th 95mph from the east.
1932 Nov 3rd 95mph from the NE
1954 Oct 8th Hurricane Hazel passes just north while moving West with 125mph winds

Hmmmm...... So, although the area is supposed to be safe from hurricanes, it is clear that big storms can and do rear their ugly heads in these parts. Here’s a picture of Tropical Storm Omar hitting Bonaire in October 2008.

The thing is, Tom and I worry about where we leave Feel Free, our floating home, and most precious asset, and spend enormous amounts of time ruminating over where, when and how to best accomplish the multitude of tasks “on the dirt”. For us, it’s a very big deal.

Anyway, the bottom line is, we try our best to find a good spot but realize only too well that we have no control over what Mother Nature decides to dish out.

Spanish (Spaanse in Dutch) Water or Haven (depending on the chart) is where we “parked” to get ready for the haul, and what a good parking spot it is: huge (sometimes 150 boats can be found lying at anchor here), with good holding, free of charge, safe, (as in low crime rate) and sheltered from all wind directions; yet another “home away from home” for Feel Free.

The low lying view from the cockpit is punctuated by hills of scrub, cactus trees, a few swaying palms, small marinas, and red roofed resorts, not inspiring, but the many pluses of the place make up for the rather drab surroundings. An international cruiser crowd comes and goes constantly as it’s a perfect stepping stone for those heading west to Panama, or to the northern Caribbean or even the U.S. and Canada.

Then there’s the semi-permanent group that is more or less based here, appearing content to spend months on end cruising the Dutch Antilles islands and the remote Venezuelan islands of Las Aves and Los Roques, or just to hang out in Curacao. “We’ve been here for 20 years and have no intention of going anywhere else” stated one British couple matter-of-factly. “We probably know the Aves better than anyone in the world” said Barry. The folks in this group seem to be avid divers, snorkelers, birders, biologists or simply like to be in isolated places away from the maddening crowd. They also have no desire to cross oceans.

Some have “set up shop” in interesting and practical ways. Brigit operates the H2O Boat that delivers “fresh drinking water” directly to your boat at anchor (about US 24c per gallon). Coming from Canada with its abundance of water, we can’t stop ourselves from flinching at the idea of buying it, but then, when you realize how scarce it is here, and that it is desalinated, and that it’s ‘door to door’, well..........

By the way, the name "Curaçao" has become associated with a shade of blue, because of the deep-blue version of the liqueur named Curacao (a.k.a. Blue Curacao). It is called “Curacao of Curacao” to differentiate it from other brands of Curacao liqueur that are not original. It’s flavoured with the dried peel of the laraha citrus fruit, a non-native plant similar to an orange, that evolved from the sweet Valencia orange transplanted by Spanish explorers here, back in the 1500s, before the Dutch took over.

Her husband Yo, is a Jack (or shall I say a Yo?) of all trades. You name it, he does it, or will find out how to get it done. Dick and Leanna of the catamaran Isis run the Spanish Water Wifi service. For US $10 a week or $30 a month you can have a great internet connection right on your boat. What a luxury.

We could find out anything and everything about the goings-on of this small island by networking with these welcoming folks. As in any small town anywhere, gossip and rumours abound! The local yachties were also full of all the information and more we needed about chandleries, sail makers, free shopping shuttles, hardware, shipping goods duty free etc. as well as about the fun things like special events. One of them happened to be an important national holiday that fell the day after our haul-out. Of course we had to take a break from all that hard work...............




With our Czech friends Tereza and Ondra, of the beautiful new Finnish designed Nauticat Moomin, we wandered the festive streets lined with food stalls, entertainers like break dancers and singers, and merry makers, most donning orange (orange clothes, orange hair, orange beer), the national colour of Holland, as they celebrated the birthday of the Queen of the Netherlands. Curacaoans know how to whoop it up.

Back in the yard of Curacao Marine, it was back to the work schedule. Our haul-out had been uneventful even though we went through a lot of stress getting there.

Curacao Marine has a trailer system of lifting boats and really, it’s probably the way of the future, but Tom and I had never experienced it before. How can those small pads manage our 25 tons? Isn’t the trailer too small for a boat our size? Won’t the hull be stressed under all that pressure? These are just some of the concerns we queried them about. They nearly cancelled our haul-out for asking too many questions! But in the end, it worked out fine, no problems whatsoever.

So here we are, up on the hard again. It seems like just yesterday that we were sitting high and dry. But that was in Malta, some 18 months ago. Makes you take pause: time passes quickly, life is short.