As we were leaving Cape May we ran aground while trying to get to a marina fuel dock. (Note to self: start asking about draft/depth … Read More ›
Month: August 2012
The open sea to the east, the garden state to the west, and few good inlets for sailboats with any draft. I feared New Jersey … Read More ›
One of V’s favorite books is Vera Rides a Bike where the main character loses a beloved tricycle and graduates to riding a two wheeler. … Read More ›
After a two week hiatus, we hit the water and went down the Hudson River to the 79th Street Boat Basin. Riverside Park I was … Read More ›
We spent a two week break at Tig’s parents house to do some more work on the dinghy, namely putting in skegs. Wildie was anchored … Read More ›
I’ve been trying to keep this quiet, but I can’t hold it in any longer. My article is going to be published in Good Old … Read More ›
There’s a saying that goes something like this: There are 3 types of sailors: Those who have run aground, those who will run aground, and … Read More ›
The culprit of our air leak, we think Cruising is fixing your boat in exotic (or non-exotic, in our case) ports. I knew this going … Read More ›
Throgs Neck Whitestone Hell Gate (railroad) Triboro Queensboro Williamsburg Manhattan Brooklyn George Washington Tappan Zee Ten bridges. One day. Magical.
A Friday ritual. A single photo – no words – capturing a recent moment I want to pause, savor and remember – inspired by Soulemama.