Carla, Richard, and I stayed a couple of days at the West End after our arrival, resting but also cleaning the boat and storing gear. I was alarmed by the discovery of these nasty, minuscule, monsters: the nats. You can barely see them yet they sting you with fury and soon your body is covered … Continue reading Sailing Antares from West End to Marsh Harbor over Christmas and the New Year (Part I)
It is difficult to explain how I got into that situation. A combination of things: my overconfidence on GRIB files, not reading properly the text forecast, and not having told the organizers of the Salty Dawg that I was not receiving Chris Parkers' weather forecasts; he was sending them to my gmail address instead of … Continue reading From Hampton VA to Bahamas (Third Part)
Despite the alcohol I didn't sleep well that last night in Hampton. I woke up early to an overcast and cold day, with a knot in the stomach. I spent the first part of the morning trying to install the Iridium e-mail App on my old, backup, iPad. It took me a while, in part … Continue reading From Hampton VA to Bahamas (second part)
We came back from Ecuador six weeks ago or so; it feels much longer. Over there, in Casa Blanca - Same, we had settled into a languid routine that involved uninterrupted hours of reading, runs and walks on the beach, an occasional swim in the ocean, hikes through the jungle, copious meals with a variety of seafoods and … Continue reading Coming back and a new start
Sailing to the Pacific 