Thu Aug 21, 2014 We have just bought our van. I drive away from the lot a proud 1982 VW diesel Vanagon owner. I’m driving because it has a manual transmission. Duwan will learn to drive a stick later. Now…
August 21, 2014. “Should we do this?†We are way outside of Atlanta, in Villa Rica near the Alabama-Georgia border. We are in the library. We have just looked at and driven a 1982 Volkswagon Vanagon a few miles up…
April 30. It was a couple of hours past dawn. Greg rowed us from the dinghy dock out to where Blue Wing rested on a mooring ball, ready for her last journey of the season. I took the helm and…
April 24 – 25. I wake on Friday the 25th to the sound of a train. Not the high clickety-clack of an Atlanta MARTA run, or the low slow chunkety-chunk of a close by freight, but still the steady, rhythmic…
April 18 – 23. Glasses full of red wine are raised up in the air. “Here’s to Rich and Amy!” We are in the salon of Teresa and Wade’s boat, our next-door neighbors at Brown’s Marina. The table is set…
April 18 – April 23. Bimini was our very first stop in the Bahamas at the beginning of our sailing journey little over two years ago. Our impression of the island was a little sad. Things seemed half done or…
April 18 – 20. It is time to party Family Island style in the Bahamas! Down the street from our marina, we can hear dance music booming out over a loudspeaker. It’s the rhythm of Bimini’s Homecoming celebration. Bahamians from…
We are back in Florida today after a good Gulf Stream crossing, despite having no wind and having to motor the whole way. We had a great time in Bimini and still have a few stories to tell, but for…
April 9 – April 18. Midnight, and the boat heaves from side to side. Time for the bridle drill. I go up on deck, pull in a kellet line, release the hook, and secure a bridle to the anchor line….
April 7 – 9. DUWAN: Bang!…Bang! It was about 11pm and I had been trying to fall asleep. I was hearing some weird noises. A dry bag had been left clothes pinned to a life line, I was worried about…
