It’s hard to leave paradise, especially when that paradise is Fiji. The waves just are too good, and the people are amongst the friendliest on the planet. As we sailed out the pass, past Namotu Left on our port, Wilks Right on starboard, a beautiful set rolled through grinding down the opposing reefs as if to say goodbye, you’ll be back.

“20, 25, 28, 30…35!” – the wind instruments were going mad. The forecast had promised an easy sailing passage from Fiji to Vanuatu. Downwind and mellow breeze greens and blues on . Nope. We had found the one squash zone of accelerating wind, and our catamaran Escapade was all too ready to hit the ground running at full speed. 17, 18, 19 knots, the hulls cut through the beautiful Fijian waters, throwing caution out the