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The Best Kind of Kayak for Yotties

In our previous article we listed lots of jolly good reasons for carrying a kayak aboard your yacht. But kayaks and canoes come in all sorts of shapes and sizes and can be made from all sorts of different materials. Which sort is best for carting about while you sail? Canoe or Kayak? To begin with, let’s sort out the nomenclature. What’s the difference between a kayak and a canoe? When I was a kid, whatever shape they were and…

Jolly Good Reasons to Carry a Kayak

Este articulo también está disponible en español: Buenos motivos para llevar un kayak a bordo. If it weren’t for our new kayak, the skipper may have become the first man to cross the River Plate in a rubber dinghy. Not that he was aiming to make it into the record books. All he was doing was rowing from the mothership to the shore, some 50 yards away to windward. Or rather, he would have been rowing, but having leapt aboard…

Sailing with Hippies (Hitching a Ride – Part II)

Over the course of the past four years we’ve had a lot of correspondence deriving from our first article about hitching a ride across the Atlantic. Most of the would-be ocean travellers who read it accept that it was written tongue in cheek; and most also recognise that, besides taking the piss, it also offers sound advice. On the other hand, a few hitch-hikers have taken the whole thing to heart – perhaps they were so upset by the first…

Brazil: A Rich Country is one with No Poverty

One hundred and fifty miles from here, on the far side of a forest, 40,000 people are cheering and jeering at 22 others whose job it is to run after a ball. Further still to the north, much the same sort of scene is taking place in a brand new stadium which stands alongside a crowded favela; and there’s another game getting underway to the south, or so we’ve been told. No doubt the widescreen tellies in the bars in…

Anteaters, Jaguars, and the Conservation Land Trust

“Listen!” says Emmanuel. “Do you hear that?” The wind, hurrying across the marshes beneath the wide open sky, whispers gently in the reeds on either side of the road, and somewhere in the distance a buzzard is mewing. Smaller birds twitter. But Emmanuel isn’t talking about these soft sounds. We’ve spent the past half hour driving north along the dirty track which passes for a state highway, and after every half mile he’s been getting out, climbing onto the roof…