This is getting real. Eeek!  We left Peekskill, New York for good this morning and every single thing that we passed on our sail down the Hudson River, including our hometown for twenty years, we will not see again by…

I bet it sounded dramatic Romantic, crazy, fanatic The idea of going for a sail To create a tantalizing tale The logic takes a little time Reflection, and a pinch of rhyme I bet you get it now, just try!…

Thank you Gerty for lifting us up and freeing our minds.  There are moments every day that we focus on you, instead of our situation.  You are the ultimate distraction! Gerty, you are a gift that we gave ourselves three…

For Valentine’s Day Michael got me a new alternator, a freezer, and some type of supersonic antifouling paint for the propeller (Propspeed).  Isn’t that romantic? You may be laughing, but a better alternator equals more power and more power equals…

I’m blogging from my sofa today while I prep for my first colonoscopy.  Did we mention previously that not everything about sailing is glamorous?  There is engine maintenance, the importance of freezing flour, so weevils don’t appear, laundry in a…

For the first time in a long time, I am sitting still long enough to write a blog post.  I have peeled off three of the six layers I put on this morning in preparation for what I thought would…

September 1 Mmmm, the smokey smell of sawdust is radiating from the port-side lazarette.  My nose is thrilled with the savory blend of campfire, old cedar closet, and marshland.  Never mind the blaring sound of the jigsaw that is profoundly…

Someday I may want to know what it was like making the transition from one way of life to another.  Today is Friday, my day off, so I have a moment to write this shit down. Firstly, when I am…

I learned to use the water maker, which seems very appropriate since I love having our tank full of fresh water.  Apparently, I still have to conserve because it takes power to make water and our 600 watts of solar…

Block Island Harbor is full and fun. Giant American flags are hoisted on the masts of several boats reminding us that the calendar still exists. I think, “What is the most relaxing thing we can do this morning?” “You’re not…