What’s the scariest aspect of cruising? Is it piracy, deep water, close land, or foul weather? For me, none of these are as terrifying as midnight encounters with big boats. These tankers, cargo ships, and cruise liners are huge, fast…
December 6 – December 11. After three winters in the Bahamas, a winter in Florida retooling, and six weeks of boat chores, we are ready to take Blue Wing somewhere new. This season’s plans include crossing mainland Florida via Lake…
“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…
“Good Morning”. Step out of the forward V-Berth on Blue Wing to greet the day. Careful, if you happen to look down, this is the first thing you will see. Quick, pull a floor mat over it and resolve to…
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 2015. It’s week four of hand-painting Jennifer’s house. Our buddy, Paul, drummed up work all spring. He and I have already bid on a few more painting jobs. We’ve even invested in a power washer and a paint sprayer….
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…
