I have this sneaking suspicion that maybe…just maybe…I went too far with the “honesty thing” in my last blog post. “Why?” you ask, “Dan, what clue led to your ‘sneaking suspicion’?” It started yesterday afternoon Mediterranean time (US morning time). Rhett, Sunny, and I are hanging out on Hazel James and Rhett gets a videoContinue reading “If History is Written by the Winners?…”
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Is Heeling Healing?
Perhaps you’re thinking that this post will be a shameless promotion of our book Heeling is Healing (available now at a finer blog site near you!)—but it’s not. This post’s title is an honest question that I’ve been wrestling with lately: is heeling (sailing), really healing (good for me, good for Rhett, good for ourContinue reading “Is Heeling Healing?”
Unmoored
unmoored /ˌənˈmo͝ord/ /ˌənˈmʊrd/ ADJECTIVE 1. (of a vessel) not or no longer attached to a mooring.2. (of a person) insecure, confused, or lacking contact with reality. Oh there are so many titles I could have chosen for this post: “Question: How Bad is It? Answer: Uhhhh,” or “The Gale,” or “Swab the Decks,” or “Three TripsContinue reading “Unmoored”
Quick Post Birthday Update
Good morning! After a wonderful 58th birthday yesterday Celebrated in Santa Eulalia, Ibiza, we’re off this morning on a 100 nautical mile sail (about 24 hours) bound for Pollensa, Majorca. Both our current port and port-of-call are in the Islas Baleares, a semi-autonomous Spanish archipelago in the Mediterranean. I’m working on a comprehensive post toContinue reading “Quick Post Birthday Update”
The Rain in Spain?
If “the rain in Spain falls mainly on the plain” then we certainly haven’t found the elusive plain because we haven’t seen a drop in our 2 1/2 weeks in the country. However, it feels like we have had a significant portion of the Sahara Desert fall on Hazel. In hosing her down today inContinue reading “The Rain in Spain?”
A Myriad of Iberia
As our departure from the Iberian Peninsula draws near, these are some of our favorite memories… Fishy Communists Our first port-of-call south of Lisbon was the half industrial, half fishing, and half tourist Portuguese town of Sines. To get there, we had to first round Cabo Espichel and then it was a straight 35 nauticalContinue reading “A Myriad of Iberia”
About a Weak Back
(Author’s Note: I started writing this post almost a month ago, soon after I had completed the transatlantic sail and shortly after Rhett had arrived in Portugal. However, sailing, sightseeing, and spotty internet connectivity conspired to keep me from finishing and publishing it. Bottom-line, excuse any odd timing references.) “So, when did you get toContinue reading “About a Weak Back”
Quick Update with Forever Implications
Hi! Sorry about the recent radio silence but a lot going on aboard Hazel James and coordinating internet connectivity with my availability to write has been a bit of a challenge. From a sailing perspective, we are on the move again! After 11 nights in the Oeiras Marina on the River Tagus (between Lisbon andContinue reading “Quick Update with Forever Implications”
Rewind to Sao Miguel
“Editor’s” Note: I started this post last night (Sunday, July 10). However, I’ve found that the most consistent thing about marina internet (regardless of the marina) is its inconsistency. Midway through drafting the post, the internet went dark and I went to bed. Therefore, I’m finishing the post on Monday morning and a careful readerContinue reading “Rewind to Sao Miguel”
Puck Drop! / Making Our Mark
Any sailor whose been to Horta or anyone who has researched sailing there has seen or heard of the tradition of painting a mural on the seawall in Horta Harbor celebrating the accomplishment. Frankly, being a singlehander with lots going on, I wasn’t motivated to do it. It seemed like one more thing that someoneContinue reading “Puck Drop! / Making Our Mark”