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

September 1, 2010
FEEL FREEs Voyage Into the Red Sea

By Liz Tosoni

Killarney, Ont.

Feel Free is “up on the hard” in Curacao and we are working in the Boathouse at Killarney Mountain Lodge again for a short spell (gotta fatten that cruising kitty) so, time to regale you with a couple of memorable stories from the not too distant past. You may recall from an earlier log our Gulf of Aden (“Pirate Alley”) passage? Well, after enjoying the sights of the colorful Yemeni town and surrounding area, more than 1,200 miles of Red Sea lay ahead and we were psyched for it. All the years of imagining and thinking about sailing the Red Sea and finally it was about to happen.

Even though it was early March and the most popular time for a northbound passage, this stretch of water is notoriously difficult but we were chomping at the bit to get going. The weather forecast from the Grib files was favorable for the next three days so, after taking on fuel, fresh provisions and water, we left Aden at 1230 on March 9, Tom’s birthday. Liz: “Let’s stay another day and have a party.” Tom: “I don’t want my birthday to interfere with our departure.” OK, let’s go for it!

The plan was to make a dawn passage through the famed “Gates of Sorrow”, narrow Bab El Mandeb, some 90 miles distant, separating the Gulf of Aden from the Red Sea, the next morning.

After Aden in Yemen, there are 1,200 nautical miles of Red Sea to cover with two straits- a small strait to the east and the larger strait for big ships, to the west. Luck was with us and we enjoyed lovely sailing with ESE 15 knot winds all day long, Tom’s birthday gift from the wind gods. At about 2300 they increased to about 18 knots so we decreased sail to a reefed main and no jib to slow down, with a gorgeous half moon and wind off the quarter, arriving at the straits at 0600.

Again the gods smiled on Feel Free. Winds were only 18-20 from the SE and seas a bit lumpy but nothing serious. Just past the straits is where winds are reputed to seriously honk and seas build especially if wind is from SW, but thankfully, they remained at about 18 kn., SE, the seas only a bit boisterous. The traffic in the shipping lanes wasn’t too heavy and once we saw a break, made a beeline for the west side and started making our way, sailing fast, along the African (Eritrean) coastline.

Bab El Mandeb or “gates of sorrow” at the south end of the Red Sea, is notorious for strong winds especially if from the southwest, and big seas, but luckily, we experienced good conditions when we sailed through.

We dropped the hook at Ras Terma later that day, and took in the enchanting view: a series of low lying, camel colored, silken hills topped by huts, sand dunes and glistening black rocks like sleeping seals along the shore, under a pure benevolent sky. Then, happy hour and dinner, and while relaxing in the cockpit after the sun had set, we could hear the distinctive sounds of tribal music: beating of drums, clapping of hands, singing and chanting, off in the distance.


Since childhood, I’ve dreamed of Africa and there we truly were. The winds died down and we had a calm and peaceful night in our first Red Sea anchorage.
The Red Sea is notorious for its weather and everyone heading there has heard countless stories of head winds, rough seas, sand storms, poor visibility, rapid and unpredictable changes and uncharted reefs. The prevailing wind all year round over most of the Red Sea is from the north and let’s face it: after months, even years of trade wind passage making, you get spoiled. You forget what it’s like to sail to weather with strong headwinds and short steep seas! The Red Sea Pilot states that “on average you will be fetching, sometimes close reaching, into about 20 kn. of wind during daylight hours, easing during the night. Every few days, a considerably stronger blow will come through.”

The weather in the lower portion of the Red Sea is under the direct influence of the two monsoons. And, when the northeast monsoons are well established from December to early April in the north Indian Ocean, the mass of air blowing toward the Red Sea turns easterly when funneled through the straits, carrying a strong west setting current with it. Also, as the winds hit the high mountains of the African coast, they become southeast and blow in great strength through the Straits of Bab El Mandeb, sometimes reaching as far as the latitude of Port Sudan, half way up the Sea.

Feel Free was lucky to benefit from that phenomenon, being able to sail with mostly moderate SE or light NE winds most of the way to Sudan. Here’s a note from our log .... “Again we had perfect 15- 18 knot SE winds all day, with no traffic, no fish boats, no fish nets, just beautiful, open, watery highway for our wing/wing sailing.” Tom and I felt truly fortunate.

After Port Sudan, and all the way to Egypt, we experienced winds mainly from the NW, anywhere from 10- 25 knots and 2 short periods of 30 knots. We followed the rule “hunker down when it’s blowing hard, move when the forecast is for lighter winds”. Most boats regularly received Grib files which were fairly accurate and usually quite helpful for forecasting. Sometimes they were spot-on, but more often than not, winds predicted were much stronger in reality. We learned from repeated and bitter experience that we needed to add 10-15 knots to most grib file forecasts. Seas were flat calm during light periods, choppy when winds were strong. In winds stronger than 20 kn., seas became square and forward progress made difficult.

The later in the season, the stronger the winds become and the longer they last. The previous year, friends, a couple and their teenage daughter, were sailing up the Sea in Sept., considered very late in the year to be making the trip. Day after day, they got 30- 35 knots of NW winds, tacking back and forth from the African side to the Saudi Arabian side, making good only 25 miles a day, their best day, 54 miles over the ground. They were at sea for 12 days without stopping and finally were able to drop the hook and get some rest in an anchorage after making good only 354 miles. At anchor, they got pounded with 35 knots for 6 days, their boat hobby horsing with the seas, 2 snubber lines breaking each day, before they could head out in easing conditions.

This is what all sailors fear in the Red Sea, so they tend to move fairly quickly and cover a lot of ground when conditions are good. We observed that most cruisers including ourselves, felt a certain anxiety about getting too comfortable anywhere. If you stopped too long, you might lose your “weather window”, and be pinned somewhere for days on end. You enjoyed every stop you made, but you had to always be on your guard, thinking about the next leg, the next anchorage, the next “window”. After finally making it to the Suez Canal, many reflected “I wish we had spent more time in the Red Sea. We missed so much.” This is the quintessential Red Sea cruisers conundrum. You have from about mid January, when the NE monsoons begin in the Indian Ocean, to about mid May when the really strong northerlies in the northern Red Sea start to blow, to get to the Suez Canal. That’s a distance of some 4,600 miles to cover in a period of 4 months. And of course, any mechanical breakdowns can seriously hinder the operation as facilities are simply not available.

Besides beautiful sailing conditions, we caught plenty of fish in the Red Sea. The first one is a dorado or mahi mahi, the other is a queen fish.

We entered Eritrea at Masawa, a well protected anchorage. Checking in with Customs, Immigration and Harbour Master was very easy, officials friendly and there are no fees. You are given a shore pass which has to be shown at the gate to the Port each time you enter or leave.

Our Eritrean port of entry was Masawa, a war torn, dilapidated town.

The war with Ethiopia ended around 1994 but you’d think it must have been more recent. The streets are clean and tidy but sadly in need of repair. The Italianate architecture would have been splendid in its heyday. The Italians were in power from 1889- 1941, then the British from 1941-1952, then the 30 year war from around 1964- 94. People continue to live in the broken dwellings and seem proud of their independent country despite the mess it appears to be in. “How like Eritrea?” they asked with big smiles displaying beautiful white teeth. They are tall, dark and statuesque wearing varieties of Muslim, Coptic Christian and western dress.

The Eritrean women are statuesque and beautiful with white teeth and many fix their hair into hundreds of miniature braids.

The town is has a very peculiar layout with pockmarked, shelled buildings, an odd assortment of shops, small local restaurants and outdoor cafes serving good Italian coffee, beer, bread and local dishes. Beach’s Restaurant is upscale with good western and local food, owned by Angelo, a local who is also Canadian. Mike is the local who caters to yachties- has a cafe, does laundry, changes money, you name it. He’s a good guy but a definite businessman with a family to feed. There is limited fresh produce and fuel was not available during our stay.

We took an overland trip to the capital, Asmara, high into the verdant mountains, a delightful, cool change. A group of cruisers hired a minibus and Debusay, our gentle Eritrean driver, enlightened us on the history, culture and economy of his country as we passed through villages on terraced slopes, cactus, olive and eucalyptus trees, nomad camps, working camels and even baboons beside the road.

After Aden, Feel Free stopped a total of 14 times over a period of one month, including 7 “marsas”, 4 ports and 3 small islands, before reaching Abu Tig Marina in Egypt. Next time we’ll sail through some of the stunning marsas.