I think I’m in serious need of a sailing adventure. We technically sailed, but it was like a 40-degree day. Ain’t nobody got nothing to say about a 40-degree day.Continue Reading "40-Degree Day"
I don’t even know what I think of when I think of Memorial Day. Summertime? A three-day weekend? Some sort of picnic situation? Counting down the 500 most overplayed classic rock songs?Continue Reading "Memorial Day ’21"
I often have a grand vision. I was imagining getting to the shore early, washing the boat, doing some engine maintenance, setting up the sails and running rigging, and maybe sailing if time allowed. But a warm sunny day with good wind can blur a lot of boating priorities. Or focus them, depending on your perspective.Continue Reading "Boating Priorities"
In my last log entry from April 6, I wrote that I could potentially paint the bottom of the boat and be in the water the following week. Sure, I hedged a little regarding the tiller varnish progress, but I still put it in there, I think mostly as sort of a personal challenge. As is often the case, I then said to myself, “Do not attempt to challenge me, sir!” and vanquished that unruly optimism. It is now May.Continue Reading "Following Instructions"
I suppose that by some standard, boat preparations for the season have begun. Although in that regard, my standards are pretty low.Continue Reading "Minor Boat Preparations"
It has been a long, cold winter. We got a few days in the 60s and everyone was running around in short pants, but I’m pretty sure it snowed again yesterday. I think I’m deep in wintermania.Continue Reading "Wintermania"
It’s 2021. Everything is fine now. I went to check on the boat.Continue Reading "Careless Whisper"
There are many parts of 2020 that I don’t particularly care to relive, but I have traditionally (well, at least half the time) finished up the sailing season with some sort of retrospective, so here’s this year’s Season in Review.Continue Reading "2020: The Season in Review"
After an entire season (is it even still a season?) of getting to the shore late, I finally got up at a reasonable time, made good speed toward the shore, and…was still completely rushed. About a week out from the winter solstice, the days are suspiciously short.Continue Reading "A Stitch in Time"
It is far too early in the off-season for me to be exhibiting signs of land madness, but there’s no telling when you’ll be called upon to execute a Night Tape mission.Continue Reading "Night Tape"