Sixty Days In

Canada Travelling
October 16, 2018

Sixty days. Things are shifting. Learning to let go of control and quite literally, going with the tide. The weather is boss, followed by the boat. I’m not sure that we even fall into third place in that contest. Convenience is rare and precious and we have a different definition of it than we did two months ago. Convenience is now a grocery store or market within a three kilometre walk. It’s diesel and propane that can be carried without commuting in a dinghy while getting soaking wet. It’s incredibly considerate friends and strangers offering to help, to shuttle you somewhere, or pick up/give you something that you may need, even if it’s just directions or advice. It’s a hot shower, half decent wifi, fresh water and food, not all necessarily in one day. I’m amazed at how trepidation keeps appearing but how quickly it fades. How sixty days can make such a difference mentally and physically. How adaptive we’ve become and how much more there is to learn. Sixty days seems like we’ve been doing this forever but we haven’t even scratched the surface of what’s yet to come.

View our first thirty days in photos.



Michelle Kauntz
Wild Blue Yonder

Seems you've found us. I'm one half of the charming and somewhat frustrating duo that is John & Michelle. (I'm Michelle) We once had this one-day idea that we wanted to sail around the world. We made a five year plan. After ten years of talking and two years of prepping and postponing, we are finally underway. Feel free to follow us and live vicariously though our pratfalls and adventures as we take our almost-as-old-as-John Bayfield 40 Cutter Ketch out of the safety of Lake Ontario and out into the world. On a shoestring budget. With two fiercely independent people. In basically 300-ish square feet of living space and with not a heck of a lot of sailing experience (yet) ...This is going to be fun...

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