Hilary continues to be the center of concern and both emotional and physical energies. The psychosis is, to use the vernacular, crazy. But, I think we will cope and make our trip. Whether to have guests join us will be the question we will ponder (and after reading this, potential guests will ponder as well).
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2017 Seattle Boat Show – Water Maker and Sailmaker
The boat show was very different for me this year. It was Hilary and me alone. I went to learn about water makers, to see my sail maker, and to meet with Jesús and Zoë, who are friends from the newspaper industry who are planning on calling it quits and move onto a trawler.
Hilary and I are staying full time in the Port Townsend house. It has been very cold (to my PNW/South-of-the-Mason-Dixon-Line self): Highs in the low forties, lows around freezing. It is also 2-1/2 hours from Port Townsend to Seattle. Continue reading “2017 Seattle Boat Show – Water Maker and Sailmaker”
We’re back in the PNW
We’re back in the Pacific Northwest. Well, at the moment, ‘we’ refers to Hilary and me.
Hilary, Jennifer and I spent from October 5th through January 7th in Phoenix working on a house Jennifer owns. It was a time to get fit as Jennifer and I worked 6 to 7 days a week from sun up until we needed to stop.
I got in shape by moving approximately 25 tons of gravel with a wheelbarrow and a shovel. It feels good to carry muscle again. The trick is how to keep it; I don’t belong to a gym anymore.
Hilary
Hilary is the center of attention no matter where we go, but the woman Jennifer and I live with isn’t the woman I met 11 years ago. Yet, like that woman, this woman is buoyant, full of life.
People who meet Hilary once, remember her, call to her and become concerned about her well-being.
Is it rewarding to have traveled with Hilary for five months? No, it isn’t. It is work, unrelenting, uninterrupted work that increases in effort as Hilary progresses with her disease.
Are we really in the PNW? Beautiful weather becomes common
It’s 8:42, BC time. We’re motoring into the Strait of Georgia, which Jennifer and I have both seen when it’s angry. Continue reading “Are we really in the PNW? Beautiful weather becomes common”
Taku Harbor, Traveling from Juneau to Endicott Arm – Waiting for Weather
23-JUL-2016 – It’s 8:50 am. It’s been blowing fairly hard since shortly after we arrived here in Taku Harbor yesterday around noon.
Blowing with a vengeance really started during the night accompanied by the predicted hard-driven rain. The rain and wind continues this morning. Continue reading “Taku Harbor, Traveling from Juneau to Endicott Arm – Waiting for Weather”
Prepping for Sergius Narrows, Swimming Deer, Technology Roundup
8-JUL-2016 – We’re waiting in the space behind Piper Island to traverse Sergius Narrows.
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Appleton Cove
1-JUL-2016
We motored up from Baranof Hot Springs this morning. The wind varied from none, to on the nose, but light, to probably enough to beat up to Peril Strait, where we made a left.
We anchored at 12.09, a seven-hour trip to cover about 40 miles. Continue reading “Appleton Cove”
Status: More air-freighted engine parts, more new friends.
Friday June 3rd – It’s 46°F in Ketchikan; Hilary wakes up and comments occasionally; Jennifer arrived in Providence five hours ago; 18 hours ago I ordered more engine parts, this time from Seattle. Caro Babbo strains on her dock lines against the 25kn winds that blast through the harbor. Continue reading “Status: More air-freighted engine parts, more new friends.”
Sailing with Hilary
Today is not an atypical day. We’re sailing at 3 knots, the sky is overcast with rain predicted.
Hilary, after eating breakfast, told me that the beauty that surrounds us in the Malaspina Strait was so difficult to express that it hurt in her chest. Jennifer, down below planning our passage through the upcoming rapids, heard this and arrived with three stuffed animals that Hilary is enchanted with, distracting her from her pain. Continue reading “Sailing with Hilary”