October 29, 2020 ; 1:14 PM
17°75’S, 177°44’E – NADI AIRPORT, Fiji

Although our final 11 days in Fiji (Port Denarau Marina) were mostly work, we fit in breaks for fun and goodbyes with our SOLA buddies whenever we could. I’m a good news before bad news kind of girl, so I’ll start with the fun 😊.

If you didn’t see a rugby game, can you even say you went to Fiji??
Rugby is a huge part of the culture here. It has been woven into stories and everyday life on each remote island we visited over 2 months. We’ve seen kids and adults playing, watched it at bars, and heard about it from our taxi drivers, waiters, and friends. It was time to get with the program and see what this game is really all about, live.

Luckily, Captain Dave was already an expert on this complicated game, because he played at University of Michigan. He explained the rules to us as we went along. IT WAS A BLAST. From the crowds to the game to the ability to bring in your own beer and snacks, it was chaotic and wonderful and I was all in.

We rooted for REWA at the recommendation of our taxi driver, Tomasi, who also happens to be the Admiral’s new best friend. No, seriously, she met his kids and everything. Lucky for us, they had a huge comeback to win at the end. Talk about exciting for my first (but hopefully not last) rugby game!

There were only a few American boats on the World ARC, and we loved that. It meant we met and bonded with people from all over the world. But we also love our American buddies.

Amari and Amazing Grace were the last American SOLA boats to quit sailing the South Pacific. With ours and Island Wanderer’s departure, Amari and Maximillian will be the last SOLA boats out of the water (you guys are so badass and we love you).

So, since Amari will not be back in the US for turkey day, we had an early thanksgiving at the marina, and we invited the Brits to show them how it’s done. It’s hard to be away from home and family on the holidays. It’s when we most feel like we’re “missing out” on the wonders of our loved ones. BUT NOT THIS YEAR, AMARI- Because SOLA is a family, and we spread the love on as thick as we do the gravy.

Lulu, who runs a restaurant in the marina, comes from America as well and let us use her kitchen and bring our own food. Lucky for the hard at work AG crew, Amari made the turkey, and it was delectable.

We grew food babies, told stories, laughed, talked politics, drank wine, laughed some more, went back for seconds and thirds, talked about family, and generally loved on everyone around the table. Then we went to the pool for pie and a rousing game of charades, because otherwise did you even Thanksgiving?

It was delicious, wonderful, fulfilling, and fun. We were reminded how incredibly thankful we are for our SOLA family, our opportunity to sail, the overwhelmingly generous Fijians, and a chance to spend time in COVID-free islands. It was only missing a Lions win!

While the rest of Fiji is unique to the other places we’ve visited, Port Denarau is very… Florida. Seriously, on my morning runs I might as well be in my parent’s neighborhood in St. Pete. So, there are less non-tourist-centric activities to do there. Still, we needed some outdoor, active activities to take our minds off our daunting to-do list, and to get the Admiral and I off the boat so the Captain could change the engine oil in peace.

Luckily, Amari swept us off for a game of best ball. Obviously, the Admiral and I were on the winning team. No questions about how many balls I hit in the water, please.

And of course, our last days were full of sundowners with our favorite sailors. We adore them all, and can’t wait to meet again one day on the high seas!

Let’s get down to business.
The real reason we spent so much time in Port Denarau was to clean up Gracie Girl and get her snug as a bug in a rug in her cyclone pit.

For those of you interested in actual sailing and boat maintenance- check out this checklist. For those of you who are just here for the pretty pictures and amusing anecdotes, skip to the next section 😊.

  1. Dry, remove, fold, bag, and store mainsail
  2. Dry, remove, fold, bag, and store jib with sheets
  3. Dry, remove, fold, bag, and store code zero
  4. Store spare jib
  5. Engine oil change including fuel filter, impeller, and belt
  6. Generator oil change including fuel filter, impeller, and belt
  7. Outboard motor oil change (top and bottom)
  8. Outboard motor winter prep with treated fuel, oil in pistons, and fuel drain
  9. Remove all food from boat and toss or store in plastic in locker
  10. Quote on hatch repairs
  11. Quote on wood refinishing
  12. Repair torn zipper on dodger
  13. Check all through hulls for operation
  14. Inventory all spare parts in sail locker bins and store in locker (confirm spare bilge pump) and update internal box
  15. Clean, haul, and store kayak and dinghy
  16. Clean under all floorboards
  17. Wipe down and clean walls and floor with vinegar solution
  18. Laundry (clothes, sheets, towels, etc.)
  19. Remove all linens and store in plastic with dryer sheet and/or mothballs
  20. Winterize water maker – pickle and drain prefilter
  21. Repair leak in Salon AC
  22. Flush AC system with freshwater and antifreeze
  23. Flush generator with freshwater and antifreeze
  24. Flush head tanks with water and cleaner
  25. Disconnect and pack satellite phone for work at home
  26. Remove and seal for fridge and freezer, prepare replacement
  27. Disconnect and store grill
  28. Remove bimini and dodger and store
  29. Leave pertinent files on boat take others home
  30. Stow and secure lines, halyards, and fenders
  31. Check rudder shaft for bad bearings
  32. Check through hulls
  33. Check zincs and replace as needed
  34. Bottom cleaning and plans for antifouling
  35. Purchase/rent dehumidifier
  36. Contract for cleaning and pictures
  37. Flush Engine with freshwater and antifreeze
  38. Clean toilets, flush head tanks with water and cleaner
  39. Place roach poison and hotels and mothballs
  40. Top up fuel tank
  41. Close and cover all through hulls (except bilge and sink drain)
  42. Cover cockpit with tarp and install all protective covers
  43. Install jumper cables to maintain charge on Generator Battery

Of course, there were plenty of smaller jobs (many of which included mold eradication by yours truly), that fit in between these as we worked.

Now Gracie Girl has been pulled out of the water at Vuda Marina. We kept her on the hard (how sailboats are typically stored out of water) for a couple days to finalize the pieces not easily done in the water.

Then we moved her to her new home, planted in a pit. If you ask me, her view isn’t too shabby, and we’re happy Island Wanderer will be just across the way to keep her company. In a COVID world, we’re not sure exactly when the return will be, but her family will be coming back to her just as soon as circumnavigation can continue.

Now that Gracie is safely resting, we are en route to the US. Your view into Amazing Grace’s seanic route around the world is on standby, but we hope it resumes spring of 2021. We’re headed home to the good old US of A, and we can’t wait to catch up with you all!

Some last words from the Captain and Crew:

To date the voyage has been an amazing adventure.  We have met many great people from many countries along the way and made life-long friends with sailors from around the world we have had the pleasure of voyaging with.  We have witnessed the beauty of God’s creation in great sea animals, islands, birds, cultures, sunsets and sun rises and beautiful atolls and turquoise waters like we had only previously seen in magazines.  Yes, there have been storms of all kinds but we weathered them all.  It has been personally challenging and rewarding.  Most of all, it has been great fun to share and grow with Anne and Kristen in an adventure unlike any other.  I can’t wait to return and continue our circumnavigation…

What a ride it has been! We are so blessed by the lifelong friends we have made, the loving interaction with the French Polynesian and Fiji people and cultures, and the awesome parts of God’s great creation we have seen and experienced. We couldn’t have asked for a better first mate and blog writer. We love you, Kristen, and hope you can join for part of the second half.  It is so hard to leave, but we cannot wait to see our family and friends in the US. We could not bear to think of another year apart. Stay tuned… theseanicroute blog will continue when we head back to Fiji. ❤️

It’s completely impossible to describe my emotions as an adventure of a lifetime comes to a close. The best I can do is OVERWHELMED/EXCITED/GUTTED/INSPIRED/SAD/ANXIOUS/GRATEFUL. It’s strange how conflicting emotions can merge when life throws the unexpected at you.
But from my experience, no matter how great the last chapter was, the next is even better. I know there are many more adventures to come exploring this big, awesome world and her people, and I can’t wait to see what God has in store.
It was a special surprise that so many of you joined us here on The Seanic Route to share in this journey. Thanks for your support, your prayers, and your fun calls/texts/emails/comments. I can’t wait to catch up in the States one day. Oh, and I can’t wait to stop documenting my every move for you 😉.
Most of all, THANK YOU to the Captain and Admiral for letting me invite myself on an absolute dream of a journey. One day, I’ll circumnavigate. One day sooner, you will. Both will be momentous occasions, and I can’t wait to celebrate them both with you (complete with rum and Tim Tams).


-Kristen Pankratz
First mate, Amazing Grace



October 29, 2020 ; 11:33 AM
17°75’S, 177°44’E – NADI AIRPORT, Fiji

As we wrap up our journey, we’re spending a lot of time talking about the incredible places we’ve been (and the place’s we’ll go). Although I can’t pretend I’m not gutted that we’re not setting sail from Mauritius to Reunion today as was the plan, we are so incredibly blessed by all the experiences we had instead. This was truly the adventure of a lifetime, and Amazing Grace will continue on once the world opens back up.

As I reflect, I want to share some drone footage with you from some of our favorite places, to provide another perspective. All pics and videos are courtesy of Influencer (we love you guys! RIP drone.) Keep a look out for Gracie Girl, who is featured prominently! Enjoy!









-Kristen Pankratz
First mate, Amazing Grace

TLDR: Everyone needs a friend with a drone.


October 18, 2020 ; 9:32 PM
17°77’S, 177°38’E – Port Denarau Marina, Fiji

Time is ticking until Gracie Girl’s haul out. So, despite a LOT of rain and head winds, we left Musket Cove for one more trip through the Yasawas to explore the caves we missed the first time around.

On our way north, we stopped for two nights in Octopussy Bay, a stunning beach with a closed resort. We explored the resort a little, snorkeled, and walked down a long, gorgeous, white sand beach between rain showers. It was a much-needed relaxing day after a weekend of activity at the Musket Cove Regatta.

Next we stopped in at th Blue Lagoon, hoping for another evening of beer, rugby, and chatting with locals and other sailors at The Boat House. But the only boat out dodging rainstorms and plowing through head winds/waves was Amazing Grace. Instead, we had a nice afternoon to ourselves discussing plans for the haul out over beer and sammies.

Finally, we made it to Sawa-I-Lau to explore Fiji’s famous caves. Unfortunately, the rain made us spend the first day on the boat- but the sun finally came out that evening. We made our way to the beach for sevu sevu, but there was no one outside. It felt like a ghost town. We walked around yelling “bula, bula” until we found someone to take us to the chief. Lucky for us, he accepted our kava and we were able to visit the caves with a guide the next morning.

Despite drudging through the rain, wind, and waves to get there, the caves were so worth it. It was like being in a natural cathedral in every direction.

We swam through an underwater tunnel to get to the next chamber, where the caves got dark and small. My favorite part was the roaring echo. We took turns whooping and hollering with all the funny noises we could think of. When spoken in a cave- the accent on my whale gets entirely lifted out! 😉

Then it was time for one last sail to Port Denarau. We spent the night Waya, grilling our last BBQ chicken in a gorgeous bay with the sunset.

Our final day of sailing was gorgeous. Sunny and warm with plenty of wind, it was tainted only by our disappointment that the journey is coming to an end. Oh, and a few fuel and fishing line-related snafus. If it’s predictable, it’s not sailing.

Now I’m sitting in Port Denarau Marina, a drink in my hand, celebrating an incredible journey coming to an end. Less than 2 weeks from today, we’ll be USA-bound. My emotions are all over the place…

-Kristen Pankratz
First mate, Amazing Grace

TLDR: If you take yourself too seriously to yell your head off in an echoing cave… this journey isn’t for you- and you can’t sit with us!


October 13, 2020 ; 10:20 AM
17°77’S, 177°19’E – Musket Cove, Fiji

Our 19-hour sail to Musket Cove was complete with final night watches, lightning storms to avoid, and a “groaning” autopilot that Captain Dave is diligently investigating.
We grabbed a mooring ball and were quickly rewarded by a delicious, bacon-y breakfast at the Musket Cove café, where the Captain and Admiral would enjoy the “greatest breakfast sandwich ever” each morning for the rest of the weekend.

We were elated to reunite with Island Wanderer, Amari, Serenity First, and Catherine Estelle (+continue our adventures with Max). But our SOLA+ group was just a tiny faction of the “best party in the South Pacific”- Musket Cove Regatta.

To our knowledge, we attended the only international regatta to happen in 2020. It was peppered with colorful sailors from around the globe, sitting out COVID in Fiji and waiting to see what their next adventure will be. Throw in some competition, sunshine, and beer and you’ve got a party.

Here’s a highlight reel of the events Amazing Grace participated in over the long weekend:

The long weekend kicked off with a Hobie-16 race. It had been a long time since we’d been on a day boat- MAN, did we have a blast.

The course was twice around a triangle of buoys, leaving them to the starboard side. The competition went on over a few days, bracket style, with participants competing in pairs. The exception to the pairs rule was the skipper dads who clambered aboard their Hobies with a gaggle of kiddos. And sometimes that was even an advantage, as many of the races had legs with such still wind that paddling was essential.

Admiral Anne kicked off the event for Amazing Grace with the skipper of Island Wanderer (first time Hobie sailor). After a valiant effort, they did not move on to the next round. I blame it on their unwillingness to lay on the hull and paddle in the dead spots- but you know Admiral Anne- she’s a real stickler for the rules…

Your favorite Captain and First Mate faired better, advancing 3 rounds before being kicked out of the race by Serenity First. It was fierce competition, there was absolutely paddling, and we had fun watching our friends on Serenity First make it all the way to the finals to place second.

Fun fact: The Captain and Admiral used to race Hobie-16’s while they were dating and first married in Baton Rouge, LA. They each had their own Hobie-16, and I grew up sailing on a Hobie-16 that was a mix of those two boats, after each got into an unfortunate incident (crash) that rendered it un-sailable.

Everyone participated in this short down and back on the stand-up paddleboard. Only Captain Dave fell in…

We learned quickly that paddling into the wind is a lot more efficient on your knees, while with the wind is better standing up. Essentially, our bodies were acting as sails. This technique helped the first mate advanced to the finals, but when the rules evolved to require standing, I was crushed by the incredibly tiny and strong elite paddle boarding sailors of Fiji. These women are amazing, and I so enjoyed getting to know them.

Now this is my kind of running: A “5k” (more like 4k but who measures?) run with 5 rum stations along the way. I’m talking 8-year special dark Fiji rum. DELICIOUS rum.

The First Mate ran, with the exception of a few rum sipping steps at each stop.
The Captain and Admiral treated as more of a rum crawl, bringing up the rear with Amari and Serenity First and cleaning up the rum tables as they went by.
The course was gorgeous, up the hills of the island with views, through woods, and finally ending along the beach.
No one medaled. Still, maybe we’d participate in more organized races in the US if they understood rum stops…

Three nautical miles of stand-up paddle boarding is WAY further than I’ve ever gone before. And boats came in from Nadi just for the race because SUP-ing is a serious thing around here. But what the heck? I threw my hat in the ring.

The race was supposed to be around the island, but the wind was too strong, so it ended up being a buoy triangle- similar to, but much further than, the Hobie Cat Challenge.

Leg one was fine. Directly into the wind for a mile, but still feeling good. I rounded the buoy to my starboard (yes, I also think it’s hilarious that a paddleboard is a big enough vessel to not simply use “right” and “left”) and headed out for the big, scary, mean leg. Although it was a slight turn out of the wind, we were far from the shore and the waves crashed over our boards. The wind was just slightly off the nose, and all the paddling was on the same side for an entire mile. It was exhausting, and the paddleboard queens started to pass me up. But never fear! Just as I was desperately regretting my decision to participate, I rounded the last buoy and turned back to go with the waves, wind on my back. The last leg was a blast, surfing the waves in and passing up boarders to place third!

A medal? YES, PLEASE.

I have to admit, we didn’t participate in the “yacht” race around the island. We just weren’t prepared to race the house so quickly after a few weeks exploring Fiji. But we should have, because it sounds like it was a blast, and we will next time!

Note: see awesome drone footage of those who did on @musketcove_fiji on Instagram! Plus, some glimpses of Amazing Grace and her crew 😊.

You better believe with a bunch of sailors around there was constant sundowners, beers on the beach, dinners, dancing, games by the pool, pirate garb, and general merriment. The Amazing Grace crew soaked in as much of it as possible.

We were there for the 50th Fiji Day! Color guard and drums in grass skirts with tomahawks ceremoniously raised the flag and sang the anthem. Then speeches taught the story of throwing off the oppressive rule of England. Fireworks flew from the beach across the bay, but there was a very sad surprise twist: no s’mores.

The best non-competition even was the final dinner- PIG ON A SPIT, which I’ve been looking for ever since we got to the South Pacific. I learned that my favorite food is cracklins- my plate piled high every time I came back from the magnificent buffet. This is how you feast.

We danced the night away, and it ended with the entire dance floor jumping into the pool in our dresses as the band wrapped up their set. WHAT A PARTY. We loved spending more quality time with our SOLA+ family, meeting new people with stories of travel all over the world, and competing in some fun events.

Musket Cove Regatta, you have a special place in our hearts!

-Kristen Pankratz
First mate, Amazing Grace

TLDR: Think of the Musket Cove Regatta as adult summer camp for sailors… But, like, drown it in rum.


October 7, 2020 ; 12:22 PM
19°14’S, 178°53’E – Kadavu, Fiji

It was a very soggy overnight sail to Kadavu. And for the first time- a chilly, soggy sail. The good news is we got to wear our super cool foul weather gear for the first time, and I remembered what it was like to spend a few hours not sweating. The bad news is that I didn’t put my patch on early enough and the seasickness that I’ve been running from for 9 months got me.

But now we’re in Kadavu, the island Admiral Anne was maybe most excited about, so it’s all good. Our first afternoon we went directly to land for provisions. Our freezer and floorboards had never been so empty. And we were happy to find a fresh market open and a small bakery! Oh, and cases and cases of Fiji Gold (beer).

Unfortunately for all of us (especially Admiral Anne), there isn’t a whole lot to do here. All our guidebooks rave about this place, but the hurricane in 2016 took a big toll on the reefs and tourism has been down since then. The great snorkeling and diving will take some time to recover.

Still, we had to check it out. We spent a long morning of making sure the “dive shop” had enough gear for Maximillian and us. Luckily, Max has some of their own gear, so they were able to mix and match. They also had some trouble finding us a boat since their dive boat was out of commission.

But eventually we got it together and went to dive the yellow wall. It was pretty as we rounded a large, purple stone wall covered in yellow soft coral. The colors were so vibrant and contrasting that they almost looked psychedelic. But it wasn’t very fishy. It certainly didn’t have the same feel as the other awesome dives we’ve had the pleasure to experience here in Fiji.

In fact, we all agreed that the best part was the 5-minute safety stop, where we hung out at the top of the only coral head really covered in fish. The other highlights were 2 reef sharks and a giant, speckled triggerfish with a giraffe pattern I’d never seen before.

But my favorite feature of Kadavu is the waterfall. We hired a local to drive us to the swimming hole, which was a series of falls just off the road with a large, deep pool. And yes, I spent much of the time jumping off the cliff into the icy water, and then climbing back up to do it again.

The falls were surrounded by gorgeous rainforest and we had a wonderful afternoon laughing and splashing with good friends (Max).

There are some gorgeous beaches here to walk, sunbathe, and swim. I have to be honest, I’m at a point of needing to limit my time in the sun after a lot of beach and sun time in Fulaga. My skin just can’t take it! But I’ve been checking it all out in shorter intervals.

Oh! And Admiral Anne took a bird watching (or listening, as it were) hike!

We’re also starting to make arrangements for leaving the boat and what happens when we get back to the good old US of A (we land in Tampa on Halloween!) We’ve spent mornings getting that work done to clear our schedules for a weekend full of fun and competition at the Musket Cove Regatta.

So although Kadavu isn’t all our guidebooks made it out to be, we’ve had a nice stay. And last night was the perfect send off- our first dinner not on low provisions and not on Amazing Grace since before we went to the Lau group. It felt so good to have an evening without scourging the floorboards for something to throw together! And we appreciated the non-canned meat and fresh veggies.

After dinner (a wonderful chicken dish with French onion soup and corn pancake pie) we sat and drank kava with the employees at the resort (including our dive instructor). They played guitar and sang and it felt like an impromptu after dinner kick back at home. It was fun to be a part of their normal, relaxed culture without anyone putting on a show for us like at a kava ceremony or a resort regularly catering to international guests.

Now we’re getting Gracie Girl ready for our last overnight passage of the trip- back to Musket Cove. It should be 18-20 hours in light wind. We’re excited to meet up with what’s left of SOLA, welcome Island Wanderer to Fiji, and swap stories with others we’ve met along the way! According to the sailors we met on the radio in passing, it’s the best party in the South Pacific and we cannot miss it.

-Kristen Pankratz
First mate, Amazing Grace

TLDR: Although kava is certainly an experience worth trying in Fiji, we prefer a night cap of rum. Then again, we’ve always been pirates at heart.


October 2, 2020 ; 8:27 PM
19°14’S, 178°53’E – Fulaga/Vulaga/Fulanga, Fiji

Keeping track of the different villages, towns, and islands we visit in Fiji is much harder than in French Polynesia. Names are used multiple times (ex. Somo Somo) and many places have multiple names. Or, in the case of our most eastern stop, the name seems to be the same but is spelled differently on official charts, maps, and signs. It’s all very confusing for the outsiders, but it doesn’t seem to bother the locals a bit, so who am I to judge?

For the purposes of this post, I’m going to use the spelling on the village sign- “Fulaga”, but note that the “F” is pronounced somewhere between a “F” and a “V” and the pronunciation suggests an “N” before the “G”.

Now that we’re past the semantics, Fulaga is SO GORGEOUS. Captain Dave’s favorite Fiji spot, and maybe even favorite on the whole trip. The small, limestone islands within the reef (corroding at the bottom so they look like they may tip over) give it a more spread out “Bay of Islands” feel. But the water is more shallow, creating more vibrant and bright shades of blue, and the lagoons are much larger, so there’s more area to explore. The biggest bonus? Big, beautiful, soft beaches around every corner.

Most of our time was spent swimming off the boat, sundowning/picnic lunching on the beach with Max, exploring on the kayak and dinghy, playing frisbee, and generally enjoying the magnificent views at a couple different anchorages.

We had one of the best lobster dinners of our lives, courtesy of the local boys who flagged us down as we sailed into the bay. They sold us the biggest lobster we’ve ever seen (seriously, one lobster tail + 2 arms- no claws- fed all three of us). It was also the greenest lobster we’ve ever seen- so we weren’t sure what kind of flavor we would get. But hot off Gracie Girl’s grill, smothered in garlic and butter, it was cooked perfectly and so delicious.

Fulaga is also home to a village with a unique view on Sevu Sevu. We hiked in through surrounding jungle and pretty flowers to meet the head man and the chief. They were a little more formal than some of the other places we’ve been, spending the time to explain what’s going on in their village and their ways of life, and giving us plenty of time to ask questions. It felt like they really appreciated us being there and enjoyed having visitors. They accepted our kava and welcomed us to be part of their village, even assigning us a host family!

We got to hang out with Arminio, Uhna, and their family in their home. They told us about their family both there in the village and others who had moved to Savu for schooling and other opportunities (including the military). We got to interact with the kids (I really miss kids!) and they made us tea (hot water with lemon leaves) and bao buns.

Most of what the village consumes is grown, hunted, or gathered right on the island. They eat a lot of fish, fruit, and root vegetables and we were lucky that they shared with us, because we were dreadfully close to being out of provisions!

Horror story: WE RAN OUT OF BEER. Still working out how this can be Captain Dave’s favorite place without his favorite carb 😉.

Since the village is so remote, they only receive supplies once a month. We were lucky enough to be there when the supply ship came, so we witnessed a “holiday” for them in which the whole village hikes to the shore of the bay where it’s deep enough for the ship to anchor. They patiently await their supplies as they play and chat on the shore. From what we can tell, they mostly buy butter, sugar, and flour, but they’re also able to get parts for their outboard engines, batteries, etc. when they have the need and ability.

The ship also takes crops back to Savu to sell for the village. We saw them drying out coconuts and hauling vegetables to make a little income. Families were reunited with loved ones who came home and the kids loved having visitors. It was nice to be there on such an important day!

It’s obvious that the village itself has had more help than some of the others we’ve visited. Many of the houses were built of corrugated steel with a strong timber frame and a concrete floor. There’s a community building, and each family has their own solar panel. According to the chief, a lot of this is because of the generosity of sailors who come through Fulaga. The community building was donated completely by a boat who visited just after the last cyclone, which appears to have flattened brick buildings in 2016.

On the opposite side of the lagoon from the village is the pass we sailed in. It’s only about 50 M wide, surrounded by very shallow reef, and complete with coral heads within. At low tide, it’s absolutely necessary to have someone on the bow watching to dodge the shallow spots. It will be nice to have our track from coming in for our passage out tomorrow morning, when the light will be low.

But while the reef makes the skinny pass nerve-wrecking, it also makes for excellent snorkeling. We snorkeled both sides and saw lots of fish, a couple sharks (the Admiral claims one even stalked her), and the most gorgeous coral. I’m talking healthy, multi-colored, huge coral heads. The current was fast on the south side of the pass, so we held onto the tender as we drifted through. The view was a little different than other passes we’ve snorkeled because of gorgeous sand between coral heads, as the reef was less densely packed. It was absolutely stunning and unique and I loved every moment of it. (Apologies for the lack of pictures, I was way caught up in the moment).

We are so infatuated with Fulaga that we would absolutely spend more time here if the forecast wasn’t rain for the next 4 days. We had some spotty showers and high winds while we were here, but there was plenty of time to enjoy the islands as well. Sitting soggy on the boat waiting out downpour for 4 days couldn’t be lower on our list- so hook up is scheduled for 6 AM tomorrow!

-Kristen Pankratz
First mate, Amazing Grace

TLDR: If you ever make it to Fulaga, and we 10/10 think you should, say “hi” to Arminio and Uhna for us! We’re part of their family now 😊.


September 18, 2020 ; 3:26 PM
17°34’S, 178°95’E – Susui, Fiji

I’m gonna be totally honest with you- 3 days of POURING DOWN rain since the last blog post were MISERABLE. Everything I owned was wet. All my clothes (clean included) were wet, my sheets were wet, my body was constantly so damp that I had permanent toe wrinkles…. IT WAS SO WET. The wetness trapped us in the boat, where we got incredibly sick of each other with nothing new to talk about because we all live the same life, and there was no cell service. The Captain was in a mood, the Admiral was in a mood, the First Mate was in a mood- and it was not a good look…

But then it was the fourth tomorrow and the sun came out and we had made our way to the Bay of Islands. The pot of gold at the end of the rainbow. A magical fantasy maze full of caves and caverns through limestone cliffs that lush, green trees jut out of. Honestly, my words and these pictures cannot describe this magical place, and I recommend you Google around to check out some more professional videography.

After Sevu Sevu at the neighboring village (Doliconi), we could explore. My favorite way to navigate through the maze is on the kayak. Around every corner I was again lost in the magnificence of it all. I paddled through arches and around crab-covered rock that had been corroded near the waterline to make the islands look like mushrooms. There was lots of time for kayaking, swimming, and snorkeling in the clear, cool water, and we took advantage of every minute of it (post rain). Seriously, we were living in a post card.

We did hire a villager to take us to all his secret spots, since the bay is big and it’s easy to get lost or miss something. He took Maximillian and us to amazing caves and the best snorkeling around, with many, bright colors, and pretty reef fish.

We grilled off the back of the boat and read in the sunshine and finally (after a couple days) dried out all the fabrics on the boat. The overall mood shifted 180 degrees to our usual, sunshiney selves and we are again so happy to be cruising Fiji.

But after a few days (even in paradise), it’s always time to move on to something new. We sailed to Bavata Harbour for a hike to the view of the Bay of Islands. We met the workers on the plantation (complete with Texas flag), who are tending to sheep, cows, and horses. They also grow coconuts to sell. It was a strange sight to be on a farm after all this time, especially on the top of a mountainous island!

There was more swimming and another stunning kayak ride before we had to move on to Lomaloma (we are very slim on provisions). The stores were quaint and didn’t have much in the way of fresh food, but we got some coconuts, a few tomatoes, and packaged food.

While the Admiral was at the grocery store, the Captain and I went for diesel. We were sent “just down the road” for what ended up a 15 minute walk carrying our jerry cans. I was certain it would take me approximately 1 year to walk back once my cans were full of fuel. Lucky for me, when we got there no one was there to help, so we got to lug our empty cans back. The captain was less impressed.

Then the man who sent us there said “oh, well if you want you can go to the store NEXT DOOR instead”. Insert VERY thankful eyeroll here. I’m not exaggerating that I still had to put down the cans for a quick rest twice before I got back to the dinghy. It would have been a WHOLE YEAR before I got there from the other diesel seller. God was looking after me.

Now we are in Susui. We spent a day working on flights home (yes, we have officially given up on New Zealand and are home bound at the end of October), and catching up on other internet things (bills, etc.) as the village asked us to please wait a day to come in for Sevu Sevu. This morning we got blessing from the chief to be part of their village for our stay, and the captains worked to fix the village generator. The last few village stops, they’ve been able to help the villages with some handy jobs like batteries, generators, and solar panels. We have the tools and some basic knowledge (all these gadgets are also on the boat, and we have to be able to repair in case of emergency at sea). As the only non-engineer on the boat, I’m exactly zero help. But go Captains!

Instead, Admiral Anne and I focus on the learning about the villages and their way of life. Cruisers like us are really positive for these villages because it’s a source of income and donation to help with things like new roads, outboard motors, and churches. Susui was hit by a cyclone in 2016, and the cruising community has been enormously generous. It’s great to hear such positivity about the impact of this wonderful community we’re glad to be a part of.

This afternoon, they took us to a gorgeous beach and hunted for oysters to grill on a fire with lime and spicy peppers. They also grilled breadfruit and kasava to go with. It was DELICIOUS. Best traditional Fijian meal I’ve had. Perfectly seasoned and fun!

Fun, but a lot of work. Although pounding the oysters open looked easy, it wasn’t. My help was quickly denied after it took me a few minutes to open a single oyster. These things are shut TIGHT and have rock surrounding them! You really have to have the knack for the perfect hammer angle. Apparently, I didn’t.

We hung out at the beach and learned about village life, looking out into a bay as blue as Bora Bora. It was the perfect setting for a wonderful meal with old(ish) and new friends.

Next stop: Fulanga.
We set sail this afternoon to check out more southern Laus. We’re told they’re as stunning and different as the Bay of Islands, and we can’t wait to see them ourselves.

-Kristen Pankratz
First mate, Amazing Grace

TLDR: Sunshine is a very important ingredient to the recipe of a happy crew. I also encourage Tim Tams, beer, and beef to be thrown in the mix.


September 14, 2020 ; 3:23 PM
16°75’S, 179°90’E – Vanua Levu, Fiji

Rainbow Reef is probably the most world-renowned dive spot in Fiji, featuring the famous Great White Wall.

So naturally, not 24 hours after we dropped the hook, we were keen to be on the reef.

The Great White Wall was unlike anything I’ve ever seen. Fiji is known as the soft coral capital of the world, and Taveuni is known as the soft coral capital of Fiji. The colors were so vibrant they seemed unreal, and they varied from oranges to purples to yellows, etc. The reason the wall is unique compared to the rest of rainbow reef is that it’s a 90 degree, colorful cliff that is dusted with paper white soft coral as well. As our guide would say, “this is the only time you’ll ever see snow in Fiji”.

The difference between soft and hard coral is that soft coral shrinks and expands according to the current. Our awesome dive masters (Taveuni Ocean Sports) took us at just the right time of day for a current that ensured the wall was blooming like a field of wildflowers (or maybe more accurately rainbow cauliflower?). Apparently, if you go at the wrong time, it just looks like a big grey cliff. Nothing would be more of a letdown.

We swam through caverns and schools of colorful fish. I was completely bewildered at myself because I’ve spent almost every day swimming in the ocean since January, and I never wondered where the common Goldfish came from. What a dig to my favorite fish friend growing up, Cedric. (Cedric was an important member of the Pankratz family, killed by the hands of the admiral– but that’s a story for another time).

Swimming around the reef, I was sure I had found that Fiji was teeming with Goldfish, but I was mistaken. After dive number one, the dive masters educated us on the fish and coral native to Fiji. I learned that the orange fish that covered most of the reef were actually Anthias. The females are orange and look just like Cedric, but the males are a gorgeous purple (I referred to the males as “mohawk fish” prior to our little science class).

Anthias are all born female and live in schools with a single male. When that male dies, the largest female anthias turns into a male. This is opposite of clownfish (which we saw a lot of, too), who are born male and headed by a female. When the female clownfish dies, the biggest male turns into a female. Basically, Marlin was really Nemo’s MOM during the movie, although he was Nemo’s dad at birth. The animal kingdom is kind of freaky, isn’t it?

Our guide was extremely good at pointing out tiny micro animals throughout both dives. I would have missed literally all of them without his help, as most looked exactly like the coral or other plants they were sitting on. My favorite was a lime green crab, only about an inch wide, that he pulled out of some lime green “hair” growing off the coral. I had just examined the area carefully and missed it completely. We also got to see popcorn shrimp and searched for pygmy seahorses, although I never saw one.

We saw parrot fish laying eggs, a white tip shark, lots of mocking blue fin tuna, and so much more. As we explored the coral heads I had trouble keeping my snorkel in my mouth as my jaw dropped around every corner. Seriously, I encourage you to YouTube videos of Rainbow Reef and the Great White Wall, and then TRY not to put it on your bucket list. It was the most wonderful, other-worldly experience.

-Kristen Pankratz
First mate, Amazing Grace

TLDR: Rainbow Reef was the best dive site that didn’t feature major game (sharks, rays, etc.) of the entire trip to date. It was jaw-droppingly beautiful and should be on every divers’ bucket list.


September 11, 2020 ; 9:20 PM
17°31’S, 178°17’E – Volivoli, Fiji


Dolphins love to race at the bow of Gracie Girl (and any boat) on a day with the right conditions. Although we’ve seen less dolphins total than I probably thought we would on this trip, we’ve certainly seen this pattern a lot.

Over the last two days, during great intraisland day sails around the Yasawas, we had 3 separate pods of dolphins race with us!! They weaved around and in front of the boats for about a half hour each time, until they realized they could never keep up the pace and forfeited to go catch a school of fish instead.

Gracie Girl: 3 ; Dolphins: 0

If you’ve read pretty much any of this blog, you’re aware I have a manta obsession. French Polynesia gave us some awesome experiences, but it’s been a while. So when we sailed to Manta Ray Island I was just as giddy as our first snorkel in Maupiti. And my perfect mantas had a surprise for us!

Since we were drift snorkeling through a fast-current pass, we were in a primo eating environment for the mantas. They opened their mouths all the way and swam quickly to collect plankton, etc. for lunch. The best ones did backflips all the way through their meal! Seriously, for as long as I could keep my body in their vicinity before the current swept me away, the backflips never stopped. Don’t believe me? Check out some videos.

One of those guys even has a ZIPPY! Apparently, he thought I was a manta, not a shark, which I much prefer anyway😊.

The manta snorkel was complete with large schools of fish and pretty coral. We loved it so much we drifted the pass 5 times. My favorite non-manta was this school of fish feeding!

Since we left Manta Ray Island (which also has delicious, wood-fired pizza, by the way), We’ve been running from some storms and making our way back east. Remember, we had to sail almost all the way west to Port Denarau to complete COVID check in requirements for Fiji. Now our sails east are against the trade winds so we don’t miss out on the “best” parts of Fiji. Weather windows are extremely important, and we are conscious of strong winds coming through the area. Sadly, our Russian friends ended up on the reef that night at Manta Ray Island (everyone is okay and the boat is reparable).

The islands are close together and there are many reefs, which aren’t as well marked as they were in French Polynesia. So we’ve done some day sails over the last couple days rather than one long, overnight passage to make sure we don’t hit anything. Luckily, this short stop in Volivoli featured Fiji’s best burger, and it did not disappoint.

As you can tell, WE ARE LOVING UNDERWATER FIJI. Next stop: Rainbow Reef!

-Kristen Pankratz
First mate, Amazing Grace

TLDR: 2 words: Manta backflips. Yes, scroll back up and check out the videos.