Women Refugee Climbing Trip

I have made attempts to start this piece many times wanting to write it down while the experience was fresh in my mind.  …I am sat waiting for the NHS dentist…  …It is early morning in Mallaig…  …I am on the ferry surrounded by excited children, pupils of the...

Waiting to get home

Storm Isha is hurling itself at the window.  I am gazing over at Eigg, unable to reach home as the ferry is obviously cancelled for today.  Betting I don’t want to be out in this?  You would be correct. I am returning from a Megabusing visit to London to spend time...

North of Statt

Never really felt like Norway in November until now! We come round Statt, the fist of land that punches defiantly out into the Norwegian Sea.  We cross over on a day of infinite blue sky, when the fighting waters are taking a breather and lapping gently against the...

Murky Month and MicroPlastics

I have found it a murky month here onboard Selkie: a month of unexpected challenges.  There are silver linings, and I am so lucky to have fallen upon these tricky times in Bergen under the wing of the kindest and ocean optimistic person, someone who has kept me...
Across the North Sea Singlehanded

Across the North Sea Singlehanded

At the same time as I was preparing Selkie’s deck with a more central jackstay to keep me very much onboard should I trip on my solo voyage across the North Sea to Norway, Reventas in Livingston were running a test on their pilot plant rig: does their process degrade...

Going North for Autumn

This year so far has been brilliant and illuminating, with barely time to catch my breath.  It feels only right and proper to announce here on my webpage that I am heading back North come the autumn. My time in Norway during the winter blew me away, luckily not...