Maxi 95 and Our Adventures
Todos Santos, BCS, Mexico, 5-Feb-2023 – The long and the short of it is that Celica is parked in a dirt parking lot across from a group of restaurants outside of the town proper in Todo Santos Mexico. Jennifer and I are on a trip from Port Townsend to Todos Santos to visit our friends … Continue reading “Waiting for (car) parts in Todos Santos Mexico.”
Home Bay, AK, 27-AUG-2021 — [Flora embroiders, Jennifer reads and I write. The solar panels are producing as much power as I have seen from them. Friends text us through the Iridium-satellite soda straw. Leonard Cohen plays on a pink metallic Macbook.] Jennifer is much more cautious about weather than in years past. The reasons … Continue reading “Waiting, Waiting, can’t Wait”
I’ve never published correspondence before. This letter to Ray Penson discusses things that are interesting to two sailors. Ray, as you may know, holds a Type One captain’s license: any boat any ocean. He is a master seaman in the sense that the term conjures. You can search for Ray in the blog. We met … Continue reading “A letter to Ray”
44 41N 162 02 W. 7-JUL-2020 07:54 HST — Jennifer sleeps while I officially stand watch. It is foggy with little wind. Little wind has been the problem. The passage has been good one, fair weather with great winds for the first week or so. The first few days we sailed above hull speed for … Continue reading “Fishnet catches us.”
19-DEC-2019 – This was written last month. It is more depth on what broke than the most recent post. Manele Bay, Lana’i Island 11-Nov-2019 – We’ve been in Hawaii a month now. It is a stretch to remember what broke on the passage. Things continue to break as others are repaired. The major items that … Continue reading “What Broke This Year — in depth”
11-oct-2019 – In the moment I am fine. The waves roll under us, the weather routing software keeps us away from strong winds and big seas, and above all our guardian angel Ray Penson watches over us. But those words, 700 miles from land terrify me. Last night we saw a ship on AIS one … Continue reading “700 miles from land”
Port Townsend, Wa, 18-May-2019 – Call me Almost Captain. I’ve passed all the tests, taken a Red Cross-approved first aid course, had a physical. There is only getting a TWIC card (background security check), getting a drug test and assembling 720 days of sea time, and then, with the addition of another few hundred dollars … Continue reading “I’m your (almost) Captain. Goings on ashore.”
7-APR-2019, Port Townsend, WA – Contranym – a word that is its own opposite. The noun mangle and verb mangle are life at the moment. A mangle is a machine with rollers that smooth cloth. I think of them as the wringer rollers on a washing machine, or the machines that iron sheets in a … Continue reading “Life is a Mangle”
Decatur, GA, 7-MAR-2019 – With the Edgemont house listed, there is time to get back to life and Caro Babbo. Jennifer and I have been celebrating by seeing friends in the afternoons. Yesterday, we went to Marlay’s in Decatur and drank beer. Lastnight, I registered for a Captain’s license course that I will start later this … Continue reading “We’re going home…soon.”
Decatur, GA, 10-FEB-2019 – Jennifer thinks the call of Sandhill Crane sounds like the clattering of crockery dishes, a distinctive sound that carries for miles. I had always, somehow, thought that Sandhill Cranes were endangered and rare – they are neither. Though they do mate for life. There is a very small anchorage in Cecilia … Continue reading “Sand Hill Cranes”
