Category Archives: 2021 Summer, Fall

As a quick refresher to the mini series, we began Episode I with the phrase… The first thing you need to know is that the title is literal. It’s not some cute figure-of-speech that Hazel James was tired. It’s not some sophomoric, scatalogical humor that, like Jonah, Hazel was swallowed whole—but, unlike Jonah, she exitedContinue reading “Hazel was Pooped (third and final episode)”

As we left the “caped” crusaders in the last episode it was 1500 hours (3:00 p.m.) on Sunday, October 10, 2021. Rhett and I had just passed south of Cape Charles and were entering the North Atlantic Ocean. The wind was blowing 20+ knots out of the north-northeast and the Coast Guard had posted aContinue reading “Hazel was Pooped (episode II)”

The first thing you need to know is that the title is literal. It’s not some cute figure-of-speech that Hazel James was tired. It’s not some sophomoric, scatalogical humor that, like Jonah, Hazel was swallowed whole—but, unlike Jonah, she exited via the tail end of the leviathan. I mean that Hazel was nautically pooped. TheContinue reading “Hazel was Pooped (episode I of a mini series)”

Like all of us—in life, sometimes I just feel stuck. However, before you think, Uh oh, Dan’s depressed, hear me out. While the word “stuck” has a general negative connotation in the parlance of our times, it’s undeserved as a blanket sentiment. “Stuck” can be good when you consider some of its antonyms: unmoored, untethered,Continue reading “Stuck”

I apologize for the long absence in posting (I hope I’ve been missed!). It’s been a busy time aboard Hazel James on our way south as we visit historical and vibrant New England towns and cities, interleaved with days of challenging upwind sails into the the prevailing southwesterly winds. In addition, I’m trying to squeezeContinue reading “Haut Happiness”

In February 2020, when I was waiting in The Bahamas for a good weather window to start my single-handed sail to the Virgin Islands, I posted “Dear Addiction” (at the time I didn’t know there would be a Part II). If I can ask you for just a few extra minutes of your attention, pleaseContinue reading “Dear Addiction – Part II”

A little over a year ago I posted my thoughts about my struggles with the month of August and titled it The Last of the Firsts. It’s a catchy title; one that I couldn’t, and didn’t, take credit for. In the post I said: I was talking to a good friend about how I’ve beenContinue reading “The Next of the Subsequents”

I started this blog in December 2019 with the premises: It’s not a small world and time doesn’t fly. Now as I’m in the breech of August 2021, and what would have been the month of Colleen’s and my 31st anniversary and will be the second anniversary of her death, I’m questioning both of thoseContinue reading “Questioning Premises”

Good morning! Quick post to let all know that in the next hour we’ll be “dropping our mooring ball” in South Portland and departing Portland Harbor to explore Casco Bay for a week or so. Technically, we’re already in Casco Bay but, while we’ve loved our time in Portland and are planning a return visitContinue reading “Venturing into Casco Bay”