I can’t believe it’s been a couple of years since we updated this page! Goes to show how time flies when you’re having a good time.
Here’s a brief run down.
Imo continued her sailing adventures through the South Pacific. She encountered terrifying tempests at sea, skipped over molten lava in Vanuatu, learned one of the more remote languages in an island off the Solomons/PNG, and last but certainly not least, Imo recently came back from a jaunt on the GR10. Well, not that you’d call walking 900km from through the mountains that divide France from Spain a mere jaunt. On her own, and carrying a tent, she steered herself up, over and around the Pyrennes. Of course, she took plenty of time out to visit friends and enjoy the wine France is famous for (and Imo is famous for too). Go that girl!
Meanwhile Keri, quite taken by the Solomon Islands still, landed herself a job there. For the last year and half she worked 40km southwest of Honiara, in the foothills of the mountains that split the island in two. Unfortunately in April 2014 your typical tropical (read: apocalyptic) storm slammed into the islands and flash flooding brought her workplace to its knees. So without a job, Keri tacked over to Cuba to visit her Dad, then to NZ to visit her Mum, and now she’s back in Australia; Byron Bay to be precise, where most other freelance writers (read: unemployed) tend to wind up at some stage!
Spain, China, India, Fiji, PNG, Solomon Islands…2012 has been a ripper year.
Previously in 2011…
After leaving the comforts of a good Sauvignon Blanc in New Zealand’s Hawkes Bay, Imo wandered about south east Asia. Visiting Singapore, Malaysia, Thailand and Indonesia, Imo discovered that her travelling partner and potential Pacific sailing buddy, DD, was not quite the cup of tea she had imagined. So, DD is done and dusted and Imo has ditched romantic sidelines in favour of swashbuckling sailing adventure aboard Screensaver, a 49-foot Hunter Sloop.
The lucky thing is presently somewhere around the Shortland Islands of the Solomon Islands…very unstuck.
Previously, Keri also recently spent two months in the Solomon Islands where she was warmly received everywhere she stepped, in the wantok tradition. Settling into the island time after the hullabaloo of Sydney took a couple of days, some deep breaths and a few sunset brews (the German’s wonderful legacy in the Pacific is the tradition of beer making they left behind – danke).
Keri hitched boat rides from here to there around the islands, a little cavalier, a little brave, a little frightened, and a little crazy. She borrowed a dug out canoe, was circled by sharks, crossed crocodile infested rivers, made friends with anarchists, did not shower, surfed, sailed in a near-sinking tub (yacht), fell in love with almost everyone she met, considered staying for ever in the Solomons, got sea sick, had a car accident, felt travel weary, and finally, left her heart in Melanesia as she boarded the plane for Australia.
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