June 8th is a Fantastic Day

One of the things I like most about the sailing life is that silly American holidays no longer dictate what we should celebrate when. Sorry folks, but I don't give a rat's ass about New Year's Eve, Valentine's Day, or…

Taming the Beast

I had forgotten what it's like to soar above the clouds like this. Sitting in a temperature-controlled cabin, relying entirely on a stranger to captain this ship in the sky, I'm free to look out the porthole and peer at…

Gerty is for Sail

Gerty girl is for sale It hurts to say good-bye Remember our first gale, the blue whale Low tied and highest high We ran aground in softest sand The kids jumped off your lofty bow Remember the first time we…

Visitors, Visitors, and More Visitors

What a view! A bottle of 3M marine wax sits on the table in the foreground while a blue quick-dry towel, wet suit, and mesh vinyl backing to the nav station desk chair hang on the port side lifeline. A…

13 Nights

On the first night of our Atlantic Crossing my true love gave to me a LUMPY, BUMBY, ROLLY SEA. On the second night of our Atlantic Crossing my true love gave to me TWO HOURS OF DRAGGING A BUOY, and…

The Gambia

Chapter 1 Off our starboard side, there's something there, silhouetted against the sun. Slender, and wooden, it comes into view. Three dark-as-night fishermen are on board, two standing and one sitting at the outboard. They stare at us, and we…

Time for The Gambia

A year and a half ago we met a young German doctor in the Azores who told us tales about a foreign land where the children are so friendly that they paddle into the river to your sailboat just to…

Rainbow of Islands

Milky sail drive oil is bad. If it's not clear, then there's water in it. Gerty's looks like the overpriced coconut water that sits next to the sports drinks in the health food aisle. You know, the blue bottle that…

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