Sorry to be out of touch.

Decatur, GA 14-JUL-2018 – Everyone, I’m sorry we’ve been out of touch.

We went a few weeks with no internet, except for the Iridium, which does terrible internet. I did not write posts to be posted when we received internet and still haven’t set up the facility to post by email. I don’t feel like a slug, but apparently have been.

It has been a busy time, divided amongst sailing, motoring, and surprisingly, engaging in social activities with people we’ve met before and people we’ve met for the first time.

We’re starting to feel like honorary Alaskans. At Taku Harbor, we met Alaskans we know from previous trips and fellow travelers from this year. The world is full of caring people who ask about Hilary.

In Juneau, we saw our friends Sara and Dylan, and got a tour of their under-restoration, 50-plus foot sloop.* It is coming out beautifully.

Hilary is doing well in a small facility here in Atlanta. Her condition has stayed the same, with no further mental deterioration. There is no happiness in stability or deterioration.

After Taku, we anchored two nights near Tracy Arm and were dodging ice both nights.

We watched two boats anchored near by get hit, in slow motion, by an iceberg (growler?). It turns out pushing off with a boat hook can be sufficient.

If you don’t follow me on Facebook, you may not know that Jennifer and I were way too close to a glacier when a large iceberg calved up from the bottom. We were the specified safe distance away and in the company of tour boats, but golly, it was an exciting ride running away from the large wave generated by the berg.

Caro Babbo is docked in Juneau, while Jennifer and I attend to life’s callings in Atlanta.

Here is an exciting (to us) video of our up close and personal iceberg moment.

We’re working hard here in Atlanta doing physical labor during the day and desk work early in the morning and late at night. This far south, it gets light late and dark early. Less than 20 hours of light is distressing this time of year. On the other had, with that much light, the clock rules work hours rather than sunlight. One must sleep.

We fly back to Juneau a week from today and meet our friends Erwin and Laura, who will join us on a trip to Glacier Bay. Then we start working our way home. October 1 is moving towards us.

*It is actually a Spencer 53 that Dylan bought for $1500. Contact me for the whole remarkable story.

Author: johnjuliano

One-third owner of Caro Babbo, co-captain and in command whenever Caro Babbo is under sail. View all posts by johnjuliano