Hannah Joudrey

Nationality: Canadian
Gender: Female
Age: 22

Welcome to Hannah’s Blog

Hannah has lived the past 5 1/2 yrs almost entirely on board a tallship and at sea somewhere on this planet. First, the Picton Castle, then The Eye Of the Wind and Mist Of Avalon. and though she may look like just one individual — she carries along with her on her travels her family, mentors, community and many, many friends scattered around the globe.

Hannah is dedicated to sailing, furthering her skills and all things sailor-ish and cannot imagine living any other way. We think she has a weakness for critters… don€™t be surprised to find a named walrus, dolphin or finned €œsomething -€™r -other€ following the ship, or perhaps an recovering albatross sporting a cast.

Extreme Sports on the Indian Ocean

The Sea is having a great old time with us, turning the normal everyday simple things, such as brushing one’s teeth, into an enormous feat of bravery! Everything is an Extreme Sport….if you can get dressed in 15 minutes or less you win a prize held more dear to the four of us sailors than gold — a piece of chocolate !

Putting on your underwear is in a category completely of it’s own… however, Bori has come up with a strategy to get past this dilemma — You put your pants and knickers on the floor together and pull them up at the same time right quick !

Two pieces of chocolate for Bori!

In the Galley, it suddenly becomes apparent that having some circus training would be handy… juggling garlic, pots and pans, salt and pepper shakers, apples and glasses — all in the attempt to make a Peanut Butter sandwich …and then you open the cupboard and the 2 pound tub lands on your big toe!

It’s just another day at sea…

On Watch, 3-6

So here we are outfitted and underway once more

Yippee ! Back in the routine of sea life.

I love to go to new countries and meet the locals and fellow sailors, but I find after a couple weeks, no matter how much I love the place, I start to feel like a fish out of water !

My watch is beautiful this morning.

There’s a nice, light, cool breeze coming from Madagascar and a gentle swell — perfect for rocking us to sleep. The sky looks like a black velvet sheet, spatter-dashed with millions of stars, minus the 8 that have gone shooting by overhead.

My watch is now over , and so I’ll leave it to Owen along with the rising sun…

Til next time,

Hannah

Impressions of Madagascar

On November 13th we left the lush, green mountains of Madagascar slowly sinking to our stern in the sunset. I can not separate one day from another in the week that we spent here, they’ve melted into fantastic memories….

Snorkeling with green turtles and thousands of coral dwelling fish on Nosy Tanikely, watching children play while we were eating Banana Flambe at cafe Lemuriens, and feeding the lemurs on Nosy Komba, the colourful baskets and beautiful smiles of the ladies selling there lace and embroidered table cloths and bed spreads in Hell-Ville. Admiring the 1960’s Renauats driving under the massive, ancient mango trees as we ate improbably good pastries at the Oasis Cafe, Astrix comics plastered on the table at the Nandipo Bar, the chaotic waterfront in Hell-Ville when the ferry comes to off-load everybody and their chicken, And wizzing around in the afternoon of our last day on a rented skooter with Willis and Bori, with the smell of ylang-ylang, mango and Zebu all around, shouting Bella Char to the amused Malagasy walking along the side of the road.