by dyanaw | Jun 15, 2016 | Dyana Wells, Novels, Sailing
Sailing is all about the wind. We don’t know how she will be, and she is invisible. My long hair only wants to fling itself, wave wildly and throw itself around in the great excitement of saying hello to the wind. This is the reason I keep it long, for this...
by dyanaw | Jun 5, 2016 | Adventure, Dyana Wells, Sailing
We motor slowly into a long glove-like harbour, looking for a good anchorage, depth sounding the bottom, manoeuvring around numerous shallow bars across the entrance. This is only our second stop since leaving Fiji and we are both silenced by the soft, unearthly...
by dyanaw | May 25, 2016 | Adventure, Dyana Wells, Sailing
The fiery globe screams down, blasting the morning into light, sprinkling through the open hatch, sneaking into the galley, flooding the open companionway. I climb up into the cockpit for a stunning view. It is never the same, because we are always moving and the...
by dyanaw | May 15, 2016 | Adventure, Dyana Wells, Sailing
I’m held in a sacred spell, in the radiance of an intensely gentle, all-pervading love. I walk up and down the beach and into the scrubby bush that falls down to the rocks, lost inside everything I look at, melted, utterly at peace. I stop to pick up the odd pretty...
by dyanaw | May 5, 2016 | Dyana Wells, Sailing
‘Does anyone want to go for a swim?’ ‘I’ll come with you, Alice.’ Dad replies. ‘Cornelius, what about you?’ ‘No, I need to look after the boat.’ We head for the small reef at the entrance. Cool water washes me free of our harsh air world. I become a water-baby again,...