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Wet Sails
We left Solomons for points south, but we weren’t really sure how far south we would get. A half-dozen possible anchorages presented themselves for our consideration, but it really depended on our...
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Feasting is Good
And being thankful is good, and living through hard times…also good. After the excitement of crossing the Rappahannock, it wasn’t as disappointing as usual to find ourselves motorsailing again after a...
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Oh yeah, we’re South!
The southern Chesapeake is a very strange place. So strange. It’s not just the growing haze of smog or the growing number of huge shipping vessels that makes it strange. It’s also the military...
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ICW Kind of Days
In Great Bridge, we woke still full from the deliciously spiced and plentiful Mexican food meal we’d had the night before. El Toro Loco. If you end up in Great Bridge, VA, eat there. At 32 degrees, it...
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At the speed of us
So, at the top of our fifth week underway, I’d say we were into the groove of our strange reality. The anchorages are piling up behind us and the movement of our Earth seems to flow with the rise and...
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The Moon at night from Earth
A sailing adventure story should always begin with the mutual understanding, between teller and told, that truth should never get in the way of a good adventure tale. …just saying. All yards aloft...
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A strange trip indeed
From Oriental, we motorsailed to Morehead City’s Peletier Creek, spent a quiet, protected night on the hook, then motorsailed to Mile Hammock Bay. We made the Onslow Beach bridge opening in Camp...
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West and west then finally south
After Mile Hammock Bay and the welcoming (automatic) arms of the US Marine Corp, we beat feet for a safe spot to sit out a two-day blow. Walked to a very cool place… Where we met Sawyer. We know he’s...
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Hurry Up and Wait
Watching the forecast, we knew we were in for some cold days and precipitation. When we left Cow House Cove and the schooner SteelAway, we were heading for, as usual on this trip, more propane. The...
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Everything is so dramatic, fuhhck!
Standing in the dinghy looking at my (James’) frozen hands, trying to will them to work! …my hands wouldn’t work and I could feel the rest of me shutting down, starting with my version of reality, and...
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With the weather
This we know… Slogging our way up the face of the continent, patiently waiting for our beloved southern breeze, but not too much or it could get intense and we can’t have that. Wrightsville Beach to...
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The Ditch
…It’s a son of a bitch y’all! We crossed the mighty Pamlico Sound in two giant leaps… Bam, Bam! We got that shit out of the way. Well, kind of… From River Dunes we sailed on a powerful reach for 10...
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Journey’s end, another adventure
So we sailed up the Chesapeake Bay once again, in the early spring, and it was… All the things to us. Once again… With an ambitious early start, we leapt from Little Creek to Deltaville, Virginia, in...
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Retirement Day
A week ago today was Retirement Day. Again. And hooray! Unloading was the first order of business. James sold his bike via Craigslist, but mine didn’t get any serious bites. I took it to the local...
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Off of the shore
The Chesapeake Bay was so kind…Thanks! We woke up on the boat at anchor in Chesapeake City, Maryland. We boiled water, we ground coffee by hand, we started our infernalcombustion engine, we hoisted...
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Where’s the Wind?
We don’t want or need to beat up our boat by sailing in gales, but the last few adventures we’ve had involved copious use of the infernalcombustion engine that resides inside our home. As this happens...
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A short Pea Soup Adventure
This is what we woke up to this morning and as we weighed anchor the fog only got thicker. We have the tools we need to make a safe passage through pretty much any conditions such as fog or rain,...
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Into the Narragansett
…The fog went away but, like a promise kept, it ultimately becomes a part of the background of life. That morning we rose salty (still, again) from our beds and made coffee. The pot was not yet empty...
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On the job
We sailed off the hook from Dutch Harbor pretty hungry to devour the Western Narragansett one anchor-full at a time. It’s always so satisfying sailing off the anchor. It’s so quiet and gentle and it’s...
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RI to ME
From Newport to, well, I think it was still Newport. Third Beach is on the other side of the island, though, and practically abandoned compared to Newport Harbor. And then it was the hop to Cuttyhunk,...
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