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I’ve officially settled back into domestic life on land though a piece of me still remains at sea. A nomadic call from the road shouts so I abide. As the Natural Mystic rocks in lagoons w/ more drama than a primetime (Un)reality show, I sprawl out into the wild west. It’s a warzone out here on [...]

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Arrrrhhh maties. So you want to hear about me pearls?? This here’s a tale of four mangy, plundering seamen, one boat wench and a feline more frightening than any creature from the Deep.

Our time in the remote Tuamotu atolls in the South Pacific was totally unforgettable. In Faaite we had dropped the hook in the middle [...]

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Howdy y’all. I’ve been mix and mingling w/ the southern folk here in the great USofA for over 2 months now. Even though I’m in landlubber mode, my mind is still out on the briny waves. As I edit the billion pixels from last years sail-a-thon I’m equally amused by the photos I took that [...]

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We need to get Mystic back on the NastyM to do a remix of this song and video.
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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=R7yfISlGLNU

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I think most of these pictures stand alone without words depicting the moment I captured. However, I bet a few of you want to read the story that goes with the photo. So, I’m calling out to all you MysticSail fans and families… If you would like to hear more about these Polynesian Pixels, just post [...]

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The following text is torn from the pages of my journal. It was written during inspired moments of bliss and is now about 5 months old. I hope you enjoy the photos from this beautiful corner of the world.
-Ben

The locals here are as friendly and as welcoming as any church or charity in [...]

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 I’m having Natural Mystic withdrawals and I’ve only been off the boat for 5 days. I flew out of Tahiti back to LA and was greeted by ash falling from the sky. The usual lung-clogging smog combined with the remnants of thousands of burnt acres triggering allergies that turned my nose into a faucet. After reluctantly [...]

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If the start of a passage is any indicator to the rest of the mission, our first night bound for the Marquesas revealed what would be a long, arduous voyage. After beating the day away, heading for the consistency of the trade winds, I was pretty tired. Once my time on watch was over, [...]

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Authorities are starting to harass us for our blatant disregard for dingy safety. Being the busy people we are, we seem to ignore the normal cruising motto; “Live Slow, Cruise Slower”. Captain Speed Racer is one dinghy ride away from being arrested for his top speed tendencies. Apparently speeding into town warrants incarceration. So the [...]

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The other day these hooligans came buzzing into our line-up with their flashy, red dinghy and crazed mullet-yielding surf militia. Some scrappy, Cali-kid proceeded to paddle into every choice wave and a chinstrapped “ginger” photographer talked trash from the peanut gallery. I’m all for sharing, I mean this place has empty waves around every corner [...]

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