Wednesday September 19 - We have done it again! We’ve escaped the work week early and it’s starting to feel a little bit less like we’ve broken all the rules and more like we’ve done something super smart.  We meet in…

September 2 Aunt Jill and Uncle Michael enjoy a day of rest. Absolutely beautiful end of summer sail to Port Jefferson Harbor. Sunset, time to read a book, dinner under the stars, the whole shebang! September 3 Labor Day I…

The crew we picked up at Watch Hill dinghy dock: Aunt Liz (back pack filled with kids stuff), Uncle Todd (bigger back pack filled with more of kids stuff), Talia (blue eyes, gold skin, turquoise converse sneakers), Kayla (blue eyes,…

We need food. We have guests coming and I forgot the chicken in the fridge at home. Dinghy, run, provision shop, walk, dinghy, depart. We need water too. Stop for water. We need gas. Wait, no we don’t, we got…

Although we know we will sail Gerty well into the Fall season, this trip is significant in that the calendar says it will be our last summer sailing trip. We wake up excited and set sail immediately in light winds…

I feel like a kid because I’m with my sweet heart and we’re crunched into a tiny train seat with our huge back packs piled up under our feet and over our heads. We’re sweaty, farily dirty, very hot (real…

For a brief three days we had both our children home!  We are thrilled for them and their adventures, but it is sure great when they stay still long enough to be in the same place at the same time. …

I think Watch Hill is home of the most elegant Motor Yacht.  One beautiful boat.

There is lots of low level cursing coming from the port aft cabin, or ‘workroom’ as we call it. Grunting whispers of, “sonuvabitch, O’comm’n and aaww shit.” Yup, the pleasantries of another boat project is what I am hearing. This…

It’s raining cats and dogs! It’s fun. Early this morning Michael went out in his bathing suit to take our window shades off so we could watch the rain. The rains stopped, I quickly checked the radar and we decided…

According the the Ships Log we have sailed in and out of Mamaroneck Harbor 32 times. It wasn’t until this mornings’ pre-workday paddle that we noticed a small inlet to the North. Like Alice falling down the hole, we dropped…

Light winds, Happy Sail up! Just a jaunt to Rye Harbor for some silliness with John and Stacey. Double paddle into the marshlands. Luckily for us wobbly paddlers water was warm and nice for a swim. Great guests bring pie…