I woke up at the crack of dawn this morning with my stomach in knots as I scrambled to check my twitter feed and email. It was five a.m. but I was wide awake; physically in Amsterdam but my heart in Russia where I knew that five of...

I am in the Arctic again.  We are in Kirkenes, Norway, at 69 degrees 45 minutes North. That’s 192 miles north of the Arctic Circle. It does not feel right to me though: there are too many trees! Though they only go up to an elevation...

Pete Willcox, who (at the time of this writing) has just been refused bail and remains alone in a Russian jail cell, was my skipper on board the first Rainbow Warrior in 1984. As a crew we spent five months in a hellhole boat yard...