A place for posts

  • Weezy brewed a twosie!!

    Weezy brewed a twosie!!

    After aggressively falling asleep on night one of our Very Short Summer Cruising Season (AKA Sweatfest), we woke up to obscene amounts of rolling and thrashing. This was the risk of the open roadstead anchorage. I talked myself into leaving a horizontal position and we weighed anchor and beelined it to the protected anchorage behind Read more

  • New Chapters

    New Chapters

    *Tap Tap Tap* Is this thing on? After a 5+ year hiatus – we’re back baby! Or are we? Who’s to say where it came from, but in my youth, I always thought that there would come a point in life when I would feel stable, calm, steady. I am still waiting to see if Read more

  • Either I’m hallucinating, or we actually left Peñasco

    Either I’m hallucinating, or we actually left Peñasco

    I swear that one day I am going to finish writing about some of the various yard projects, because I know anyone reading this enjoys reading about our woes, but there’s some fun happening, and I almost can’t believe it. It was almost 5 years to the day (5 years and 9 days according to Read more

  • What have we done??

    What have we done??

    There have been so many times in life when I wonder what I did to deserve the fortune I’ve found. If Buddhists have it right and we are reincarnated, then a former version of myself did a lot of things right – thanks, old me. I’ve had plenty of challenges and hurdles, but through all Read more

  • It’s Always Something

    It’s Always Something

    I probably shouldn’t write this blog. Every time we experience something to make us feel confident in our cruising skills, something else happens to knock us back down off the pedestal. And every time we feel like we get the boat running along in a well-maintained fashion, the boat gremlins make sure that Craig will Read more

  • A motivational speech from an unmotivated sailor

    Once upon a time, I worked for the feds with a man named Ben. Ben was a tall, barrel chested black man with hands larger than my head. I’m pretty sure that football was in his past- something above highschool level. And true to the stereotype, he was a giant teddy bear. However, in my Read more