Red Sea, Pirates, and more.

Pirates!

25-foot seas, 30-mph winds and we are out of cooking fuel. What was I doing, here in the middle of the Arabian Sea with three strangers, being chased by pirates?

Living on the edge and living a dream.

For me, the camel’s back broke in December 1999. No more office job! I quit my job and got on the Internet. I found someone who needed crew for the next leg of his trip from Muscat, Oman to the Mediterranean. Oman is on the Southeastern coast of the Arabian Peninsula. After travelling 21 hours, making two connections including a strange, 15-minute stop in Saudi Arabia, I really hoped that there was a boat at the end of the flight.