INVESTING IN THEMSELVES
On our fourth day in French Polynesia’s Gambier Islands, still recovering from a 36-day, 4,000-nauticalmile sail from Panama, we ambled down the hill at the edge of the main town of Rikitea. I noticed a new boat in the bay. Sailboats arrived every day from far-flung places like Mexico and the Marquesas, but something was different about this one.
It didn’t have a mast. In fact, it wasn’t a sailboat at all. It was a trawler.
This didn’t seem possible. How did a trawler end up way out here, in the corner of the Pacific Ocean, surrounded by oceangoing sailboats?
Less than 24 hours later, I was enjoying beers and swapping stories with Michael Gale and Caroline.
