Not back, just north. On a cold, frosty morning, I (James) hauled the anchor with my new gloves – yay! – and, just like that, we were underway. I (Dena),[…]
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Not back, just north. On a cold, frosty morning, I (James) hauled the anchor with my new gloves – yay! – and, just like that, we were underway. I (Dena),[…]
Read moreI (James) read a book in 1992 called “Fuck Yes”. It was by someone using the pseudonym Wing F. Fing and in this very funny good read, the author tells[…]
Read moreThe sail from Ocracoke to Oriental was one of those “Sailing Adventures” that we (sailors) sometimes talk about with that far away look in our eyes, lots of deep breaths,[…]
Read moreI kinda like these blog posts with titles that say we’ve traveled. Being so far north at the beginning of January wasn’t part of the plan, but the southwesterlies that[…]
Read more…Although one could potentially say that about, well, any year, this one in particular was of special significance to us. 2015 was the year we took off! Generally speaking neither[…]
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