Starting in Morondava, I hired two Vezo fishermen and sailed 11 days down the coast to Tulear.

When the wind cooperated we would make it to small villages for the night. But when it didn’t cooperate, we would land wherever we could make shore, and sleep on the beach rolled up in our sails.

Each day different and unpredictable.

At times we would have to depart pre-dawn to catch the high tide, and so were greeted by the sunrise over the waves as we headed south.

The Vezo are absolutely master sailors in general, but I was particularly lucky to have hired Thierry. A gem of a human being who was the absolute epitome of competence on the water.

The whole experience so enjoyable that I have actually done it twice, on two different trips to Madagascar.