So much has happened in the last forty-eight hours! I should be sleeping off the exhaustion, but if I don’t write down some of it, I know I will lie awake worrying about what I will forget! Technically, Gerty arrived…

Guernsey is a very beautiful, very hilly place to jog. On Wednesday we jogged through the town streets and today we took to the cliff trail. I thought of Zachary running cross country the whole way- he would have really…

We got ready to depart to Guernsey's St Peter's Port when the tide slackened. (Really love those granny bars. Turns out they have so many uses.) It was our best sail yet. The wind was out of NE at 14+ knots…

Yesterday we did not sail (except to move Gerty to a better mooring). But we dinghied! The dinghy’s name is officially “Dolorous.”  Joshua named her and she has a new anchor, chain, locks, etc to keep her safe. The skipper…

A water taxi charged us 2 pounds per person to take us to the dinghy dock in Alderney. I was flustered - 1. Because the taxi was crowded with sailors (all men) talking about their sails, 2. I thought 2…

Sunrise and morning dew in Barfleur. We had to motor to Saint Vaast La Hougue. No wind. But, it was a quick motor and a really interesting approach. The marina is basically one giant lock- it stays full of water…

Today was unforgettable. It was our first sail post orientation on Gerty.  We sailed from Cherbourg to Barfleur.  The wind was light at 5 to 8 knots W/NW. Our SOG remained about 6-8 knots. We sailed around the Cotentin Peninsula…

The sun goes down around 9:30pm! I love the long days.  It feels like summer.  But when sailing, it’s COLD!  Today I added layers until I had four on top, plus a hat.  When Joshua and I felt sea sick,…

Joshua and I went out on a French breakfast mission bright and early and we were not disappointed with our chocolate and almond croissants.  When we arrived back at the marina we found Michael strung two thirds up Gerty’s mast…

I feel happy.  I am sitting in a rather uncomfortable grey plastic chair at JFK International Airport. I see a yellow, neon sign that reads “B 28,” and outside the window immensely large aircrafts are repeatedly defying all logic as…