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Rubicon IV
Owner Vladimir Kozousek & Sarah Dyack
Design Discovery 55
Length Overall 17 m
Flag Canada
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16/06/2019

Rubicon IV - blog

June 5, 2019The French word for jellyfish is méduse. It is probably from the Greek monster Medusa who was cursed by the gods to have anyone who looks at her turned into stone. In the myth, a son of Zeus named Percyus kills the monster by looking in a polished shield. In complete honesty. I hate jellyfish. It isn’t because they look weird, or that they don’t have brains, or that they poop out the same hole they eat from.The answer is their sting.I was first stung when I was about five and in the British Virgin Islands on a vacation with my family. I was swimming near a wooden pole when I got stung. The thing is that my mother told me later that there are few jelly fish in the BVI and that I was unlucky (or lucky—maybe—). It hurt like fire and I cried and cried. I remember my mother calmed. read more...


16/06/2019

Rubicon IV - blog

June 2, 2019Unlike all the other places I’ve been so far, Nuie is chilly.Still, nothing like in Canada. This is the cold season and the nights are as warm as Nova Scotian summer afternoons. In November-December we would think zero to three degrees Celsius was warm and took off our coats to play. But me being in the sweltering range for most for so long has gotten me accustomed to it. Nuie is a beautiful island. It’s mainly limestone and as limestone slowly dissolves with contact with water, there are multiple caves and underwater tunnels. Yesterday we went swimming at the Limu Pools. Pools might be misleading. When someone says pools you might think of small freshwater lakes next to each other. God forbid you are thinking of a man-made pool filled with Clorine. The Limu Pools were. read more...


16/06/2019

Rubicon IV - blog

April 8, 2019I’m really bad at writing when I should.It’s night and there is lightning outside. I felt like there was nothing fun to do besides go to sleep, so I decided to write another log. to quote my past couple logs, “a lot has happened…”. So we left Panama, and were under way for 22 or so days. (3,800 nautical miles) During that time we…Shot at a booby with water guns (I also shot Pavel and Dad)Caught a baby sailfish (like a swordfish) that looked like an eel (we let it go)Ate a chocolate cake when we had 1,000 miles to goArrived last in the ARC, but in styleWhen we arrived in Hiva Oa (Hee-Va Oh-Aa), we were greated by horns and cheering. To quote my mother, “We had arrived, and they want everyone to know it.”In another anchorage, There were multiple strays that hung out around we. read more...


15/02/2019

Rubicon IV - Crossing to San Blas Islands, Panama post ; 6

January 30, 2019Santa Marta, Columbia was beautiful, with mountains near the shore, cool breezes and blue skies. In short, we all enjoyed Santa Marta. We had a tour of the city, and a beach day with a BBQ. We were planning to leave on the 23rd, but, the winds were so strong it would be stupid to go out. Then the next day we were recommended to stay back as the waves were 4 metres and the next day would be 2. So we decided to wait one more day. On the 25th, we left for San Blas, Panama. On the way, our route crossed the outflow of the Magdalena River for 4 or 5 hours. There was a sharp border between the river outflow and the ocean. The ocean was a beautiful sapphire blue, and the outflow was a murky olive-teal. Nothing was overly exciting on the river, but once we crossed into the salt. read more...


15/02/2019

Rubicon IV - Bob the Boobie post ; 5

January 16, 2019Exciting things happened last night after I wrapped up with my last post.Our new crew came yesterday and left early this morning. He was Bob: Bob the Boobie.If I didn’t make it clear enough, Bob was a bird. After dinner, the adults were looking at something, and I didn’t understand what they were talking to, so I came on deck to see what the fuss was about. There was a booby, [BIRD] flapping its wings while kissing the railing as he was so close. Eventually, he settled on the cleat under a seat on the back of the boat. My mom gave me a briefing, “He landed on our dingy, [motor boat] and we shooed him off, but now he’s come back so we figure he’s very tired to put up with us.” Immediately we started thinking of names. He came from a Dutch Island, Aruba, so Glenn had said. read more...



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