Samoa
After a seven-night sail from Penrhyn, and a feisty finish, we tucked into Apia, Samoa. A new country, a new flag, and at least a week to explore it!

But first, some numbers. Somewhere in the middle of that challenging sail, with 35 to 40 knots of wind and five-metre seas both exactly on the beam, Scout passed 20,000 nautical miles under our ownership. We missed the exact moment, but 20,000 miles in three years is a huge milestone, and she’s still battling through it all like a champ. Here’s to the next 20,000!

Our first outing ashore was to see some traditional Samoan dance, which was - to use the technical term - fire.

We also climbed Mt Vaea, which was an energetic ascent, to the grave of Robert Louis Stevenson. The author of Treasure Island and Jekyll and Hyde made Samoa his home in the late 19th century, and is buried at the summit. His epitaph is the “Requiem” he wrote for himself: “Home is the sailor, home from sea, and the hunter home from the hill.”

We loved Samoa: the people, their smiles, and their insatiable spirit, as well as the fish and vegetable markets of Apia, and the green, volcanic interior. After a week or so, we left reluctantly, heading south to Tonga.












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