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Sailing from the Falklands to South Georgia: Putting to Sea aboard Windora

Solo circumnavigator Bernie Harberts and crew preparing to depart Stanley, Falkland Islands, aboard wood ketch Windora, with king penguins on the beach
The Falklands are sparsely populated. These king penguins saw us off on our voyage into the Southern Ocean. We will be sailing aboard Windora, the wood ketch anchored off the beach.

The day has come to put to sea. Tomorrow I sail from Stanley, in the Falkland Islands, to South Georgia Island, off Antarctica. I’ll be traveling aboard Windora. She belongs to my friends Phil and Lynda Christiesen. We met years ago in New Zealand. It may be… Continue reading →

South Georgia Shipwreck: When Windora Hit the Rocks in Hurricane Winds

Solo circumnavigator Bernie Harberts aboard wood ketch Windora aground on a reef in South Georgia Island in hurricane force winds
Fighting for her life. Hurricane force winds threaten to splinter the ketch Windora‘s 40 year old wood hull. She dragged her anchor and wound up on a submerged rock in South Georgia, the Antarctic island. I was aboard her. Video footage is at the end of the article.(Vessel “Braveheart” photo)

“Below 40, there is no Law. Below 50, there is no God.” They saying comes from Southern Ocean voyagers. The 40 is the Roaring Forties, the 50 the… Continue reading →

Sheep Shearing in the Falkland Islands: A Sailor Goes Ashore

I know. I told you I was sailing a wooden sailboat from the Falkland Islands to South Georgia. Somewhere along the way, I ended up going from my sea berth to chasing sheep.

I’m new to this sheep thing. Here are some photos. Hope this makes you appreciate that wool sweater you’re wearing!

Yes, I still plan to sail to South Georgia in early January.

Solo circumnavigator Bernie Harberts gathering sheep by Land Rover across 3000 acres in the Falkland Islands
Before you can shear sheep, you have to catch them. In the Falklands, it’s called… Continue reading →

South Georgia Island: Not the One Near Atlanta

Recently, I got a message from friends there was a boat headed to South Georgia. There was a spare berth aboard. They wanted me to come along.

“Sure!” I said and finally I had The Answer.

The Answer to The Question folks always ask me – “Where are you traveling next?”

So now, when I tell folks I’m off to South Georgia, this image pops in to their heads.

Me in the Beer Dinghy, floating down the black waters spotting… Continue reading →