Author: Duwan
December 22 – February 15. I know everyone has experienced bad weather this winter, snow, ice, traffic gridlock, shortages of bread and milk (and in Cabbagetown, probably a shortage of beer and wine at Littles). And I know some of…
Dec 22 – Jan 19. I punched “grocery store” in Google maps and we started down Caroline St. on our hunt. We were searching for provisions, fresh fruits and veggies. Moving slowly west, we stopped in one little shop after…
Dec. 31 – Jan. 2. Multisailed boats parade by Blue Wing packed with tourists soaking up the sea air as the sun sinks in the sky over Key West. The late afternoon light turns the sails of these big boats…
December 19 – December 27. We made it to Key West! Not quite Mexico, but 120 miles closer. We had spent over a week in Fort Myers trying to finish up some of the projects we hadn’t completed on land…
“Tink, tink, tink” is the sound that your VHF antenna makes when it bends back and runs across the bottom of a bridge as you pass under in your sailboat. “Crunch” is the sound your wind vane makes when it…
May 7 – Oct. 12 Three pairs of eyes were staring at me. This was the routine. Gus had been doing it the longest, all the way back to when he and the pretty woman lived alone. Then she brought…
September 19 – 25. Great A’Tuin had become a giant rolling toolbox. With paint brushes, caulk guns, paint cans, a pedestal fan, a ladder, and more all wedged into its interior, our van was not having any fun, not traveling,…
May 31 – June 20, 2015 – Cabbagetown. The incline was steep, very steep. A few of us craned our necks upward and contemplated the problem of the ascent before us. Oh yeah… it was awful steep. We decided to…
There she stands, tall and still, the hot Indiantown sun beating down on her ash covered decks, a lonely breeze quietly whistling through her naked rigging. Spring, summer and now fall, she has stood side by side with her sisters…
April 17 – Arpil 20. We first noticed them coming from the wrong direction, heading towards the mooring ball with the wind on their stern. Three burly guys on a sailboat, one leaned over the side with a boat hook…
