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April 21, 2010


Three Years at Sea


I can’t believe its been three years already since Reid and I departed to do the longest sea voyage in history. It’s even more difficult to believe more than two years have gone by since I left the schooner Anne sick and heartbroken. Well, I wasn’t sick exactly, but I was heartbroken though I put on a brave face for the world. Now that I have moved past those initial intense experiences I can freely admit it. My son, Darshen, has been a joy and a pleasure to be with. He is 21 months old, walking, talking, loves to be outside and likes to talk on the phone (aka anything handheld with buttons).


I am still busy with Reid’s return logistics. More details on that will be posted later. It is slowly becoming real to me that Reid will be back in less than two months. Life will certainly be different for both of us as Reid gets used to having a little Reid running around the boat and I get used to consulting with another person each time I have a major parental decision to make. However, I’m sure it will be nice to have someone else around to watch Darshen every now and then.


There are a lot of uncertainties about the future. What will the boat do next? Where will it go? Will Reid get off the boat for a while? Anything can happen, but whatever unfolds beyond this voyage, you can be sure Reid and I and Darshen will be experiencing it together, as a family.



From Soanya - Are you excited that 1000 days is just a few months away? PDF Print E-mail
Friday, 02 October 2009

Are you getting excited now that the end of the 1000 Days is just a few months away (Jan 2010)?

I think a lot of people might have missed it when Reid announced in one of his recent blogs that he will be staying out longer than 1000 Days. Since coming back on or around the exact day will put him returning in winter in the North Atlantic when the possibilities for stormy weather and gale force winds are a common occurrence, Reid has decided to wait until the spring to return. We don’t have an exact date yet, but when we do we’ll post it and send an email out. Reid has plenty of supplies, food, water, etc. to see him through the extra time at sea.

So although, the 1000 days are almost up, I still feel like there is long way to go before I can start seeing the end or getting excited about it. I think Reid and I share the same sentiment that it has been so many hundreds of days already. A few more weeks, in the bigger picture, won’t make much of a difference. Reid will continue with his routine just as he has been surviving on the ocean and I’ll be kept busy with an energetic, climbing, self-assertive toddler. If I had a choice, I’d rather the return of a safe and whole captain instead of one who makes a mad dash in dangerous weather just to make landfall. It may be a little longer than we all thought, but time has a way of marching by faster than we realize.

The Dock in North Carolina PDF Print E-mail
Sunday, 09 August 2009


Where the Schooner Anne was built and initially launched.

[picture by Soanya Ahmad]

Visit to North Carolina PDF Print E-mail
Sunday, 09 August 2009

It’s been a while since I’ve last written an update and I’m sure many people are wondering what’s been happening with me and Darshen. He just turned a year old and is speed crawling everywhere. He can stand on his own and will take his exciting first steps any day now. His favorite activities are to empty clothes drawers and pick up handfuls of dirt at the park. As you might imagine, I’m kept very busy taking care of him and the book I am trying to write has been going very slowly since I don’t have entire hours of time to devote to it.

I just returned from a trip to North Carolina where Darshen and I met with what seemed like all of Reid’s family, three sometimes four generations of relatives were present. They were all wonderfully nice people who had such fond memories of Reid growing up, building the boat and also as an adult. I even saw pictures of him and his siblings as children. Yes, there were one or two physical traits that Darshen clearly shared with his father’s younger self!

It was a trip of many firsts for our son. Darshen had his first experience of the beach there, his first boat ride, and even got hands on with some of Reid’s beautiful figurative paintings created over thirty years ago.

Now back in New York, the time is flying by quickly. With each passing week Darshen does something new and amazing and I am challenged to grow with him. Reid and I still communicate every day by email and he is in a good place right now. A place filled with beauty, magic, and hard work, the trademarks of a moment well lived. Before you know it, he will be back and we will be living those moments together.
from Soanya: "The oceans are the lifeblood of this planet." PDF Print E-mail
Monday, 18 May 2009


The oceans are the lifeblood of this planet. Like human blood, it carries oxygen, nutrients, and heat to all parts of the planet-body and takes the waste away. It is simple enough to understand this principle on an intellectual level, but to understand it at the level of our bone marrow is very different. If most people had this deeper understanding of our world, we wouldn’t be as wasteful and uncaring as we are.

In the middle of the Atlantic ocean, I didn’t see as much garbage as I thought I would (the ocean happens to be bigger than we think), but when I did see a piece of floating debris, it was very upsetting. More often than not, it was pieces of plastic wandering past. In those moments, I realized how easily it might be mistaken for food. In the world of sea creatures, everything is edible. The fish and birds have no reason to think it isn’t. Who ever heard of a non-edible creature? But we, humans, have created non-edible creatures and no one told the fish and birds. Even if we wanted to, we have no way of telling them.

I don’t think humans are bad creatures. We just do things without thinking about their effects on the rest of the world because we forgot we were connected to every other part of the body. Maybe if we had fish and birds emailing us en masse complaining about their dying comrades, we would be more aware of the connection. We can’t be too hard on ourselves for not knowing something. After all, most knowledge is learned over time. But if we knew better and we didn’t act better, then we deserve to feel the full effect of our harmful consumerism and selfish lifestyles.

Gradually, we are hearing the Earth creatures speak to us the only way they can, by being absent for duty, and therefore, creating bad blood.


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