A Drunken Decision - Real Horses to Sea Horses
For decades, our lives have been a carefully cultivated blend of rural grit and organised chaos.
Malc, a farmer through and through, has spent his life working the land, his hands weathered and his eyes fixed on the horizon of a different kind of field.
I’ve worn many hats—city girl, farmer’s wife, school secretary, sailing club secretary—each one teaching me something new. But our biggest adventure is still ahead of us.
After a few too many BRANDYS we took the plunge and booked a trip to sail the Atlantic. We’re trading the familiar rhythm of the farm, leaving the animals behind, for the unpredictable dance of the sea, setting a course for the remote, mythic islands of St Kilda.
This blog is our logbook, a chronicle of two unexpected sailors and one big leap of faith.