Sahula rests at anchor just offshore of a deserted sandy islet and a comfortable swimming distance inshore of a fish-laden coral reef. Not another soul in sight, not one sail on the horizon. It is hard to believe we are just a few hours’ sailing away from Noumea, the capital of New Caledonia. The perfect place to do absolutely nothing for a few days, a few weeks. Just the antidote both of us need after the push to get here.
It had been almost three years since my partner, David, and I sailed , a 40-foot Van de Stadt cutter, across an ocean. A year after we finished that voyage from Tasmania to New Zealand, we began what grew to become is 31 years old).
