Lead Story · The Pacific

The Lines Come Off the Map

On 11 June, President Trump reopened roughly half a million square miles of the Pacific's most protected waters to commercial fishing. The case for it is real. So is the case against it — and so is the federal court that struck down its near-twin ten months ago.

On 11 June, with a single proclamation, President Trump reopened roughly half a million square miles of the Pacific’s most protected waters to commercial fishing — undoing protections that three presidents, across both parties, had built up over fifteen years around Papahānaumokuākea, the Mariana Trench, and Rose Atoll.

The case for it is real: a domestic fleet hemmed in by foreign competitors and its own shrinking grounds. So is the case against — the science of refugia, and a federal court that struck down a near-identical reopening just ten months ago. What follows is what was opened, who asked for it, and what it means to draw and erase lines on the open sea.

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Chinese, Spanish, Korean, and Taiwanese fleets operate at the boundary of South American EEZs. The species don’t honour the line.
Indonesia · Recovery
250% reef-fish biomass recovery in two decades inside the Misool no-take zone. The ocean is capable of recovery when fishing pressure is removed.
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A coral reef the size of Vatican City. Twenty-eight new species. A cold seep, a whale fall, a phantom jellyfish. All discovered off the Argentine coast on a single expedition.
Indigenous-controlled lands retain forest at 70% higher rates than non-indigenous lands. Brazil on pace for its lowest deforestation year on record. The mechanism that bent the curve.

People We Believe In

Organisations doing quiet, unglamorous, effective work. No affiliation, no fees, no algorithm. Just people worth knowing about.

Global Fishing Watch
International · Ocean transparency
The organisation trying to make the ocean's invisible economy visible. Satellite tracking, machine learning, and a public mapping platform exposing what commercial fishing vessels are actually doing in waters where regulators have been out of position for decades.
Misón Tiburón
Costa Rica · Shark and ocean conservation
A Costa Rican marine conservation organisation founded by marine biologists Ilena Zanella and Andrés López. Their scientific data was the foundation for Costa Rica’s first Shark Sanctuary, declared in 2018. Hope Spot Champions for Golfo Dulce. Recognised by the Whitley Awards and the St Andrews Prize.
The Waitt Foundation
Global · Ocean protection & Blue Prosperity
Funds and partners with governments to designate Marine Protected Areas and reform fisheries. Founding member of the Blue Prosperity Coalition. Active across Fiji, Vanuatu, Samoa, Tonga, FSM, Bermuda, and the Azores. Conducted the largest nationwide coral reef assessment ever undertaken in Vanuatu.
This Week — Cocos Island, Costa Rica

The Island of Many Treasures

Three hundred and forty miles off Costa Rica, reachable only by thirty-six hours at open sea, Cocos Island has no hotels and no roads — just a ranger station, a wall of jungle, and the water Jacques Cousteau called the most beautiful in the world.

Buried pirate gold drew the treasure hunters here for centuries, until the government banned digging altogether. But the real treasure turned out to be the water: one of the last places on earth where scalloped hammerheads still gather in genuine schools, an apex-predator ecosystem intact because rangers spend months at a time keeping illegal boats out. The real treasure was never gold — anyone who has dived Cocos already knows it.

The world’s largest seed, the double coconut, grows only on two islands in the Seychelles — and the strange, centuries-long fight to protect it.
A North Atlantic archipelago of 54,000 people speaking a language descended from Old West Norse. A small place that has decided, repeatedly, to continue being itself.
A Polynesian community on the eastern edge of the Pacific protected 720,000 square kilometres of ocean. The fish honour neither the boundary nor the politics.
"The danger is not that we misremember the abundance — it is that no one will remember it at all."
Justin Jenkin
Captain. Editor. Currently at sea.
This Week's Essay

As Far As the Eye Could See

Seven years ago, in a refresher course in New Zealand, I fell into conversation with an Australian who had spent thirty years running purse-seiners in the Indian Ocean. I told him what I’d seen from the late 1980s on — tuna and dolphin in schools so vast they changed the colour of the water to the horizon — and then the sharp falling-off, the schools thinning, breaking apart, finally not there at all. He nodded the whole way through. He had watched precisely the same thing, from the deck of a vessel whose entire purpose was to catch them.

Two men remembering is not a dataset, and the gap between what sailors recall and what science can prove is the real subject of this essay. Part II of The Emptied Sea: what the Indian Ocean’s vanishing tuna reveal about how much we have already agreed to forget — and why the danger is not that we misremember the abundance, but that no one will remember it at all.

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Justin Jenkin
Editor & Co-founder

Justin escaped Apartheid-era South Africa as a child on a small sailing yacht, on an oceanic voyage that set the tone for the rest of his life. He has spent thirty-eight years at sea, captaining vessels across the Pacific, Indian, and Atlantic oceans, and raising a family in Vanuatu before the world locked down and separated him from his children for two years.

He holds an MCA Master 3000 GT license, is a qualified marine surveyor with the IIMS, and currently commands a 70-metre superyacht that’s just completed a world circumnavigation with 20+ crew. The Waypoint is his answer to a media world he no longer trusts — and a dedication to his children about the kind of information diet worth having.

British & South African. Currently at sea.

Emerald Epke
Editor & Co-founder

Emerald grew up sailing competitively before trading racecourses for ocean passages. She has crossed the Pacific by sail, dived the coral reef systems of Raja Ampat and the Great Barrier Reef, and has spent the last four years managing the complex logistics of a 70m yacht’s circumnavigation and subsequent voyages.

She biked 3,100+ miles across the USA when she was 15, holds degrees in International Relations and French, with a minor in Environmental Sustainability, is an SSI Divemaster with over 300 dives, and is thinking about her Captain’s License next. She remembers a childhood of climbing trees, carefree and happy boredom which fostered imagination, and a childhood that wasn’t stolen by selfies and social media. She edits the Place section and brings to The Waypoint an eye for the world that only comes from having actually moved through a lot of it.

American & New Zealander. Currently at sea.

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