Imagine an elaborate black and white movie transition sequence. From a time before computer enhancement, when high-end special effects were multiple films manually superimposed in a cutting room, ankle-deep with scraps of cellulose film. The Paris scene ends with the couple walking hand in hand out of their favorite little cafe on the Seine, aContinue reading “Save the Date”
Category Archives: 2022 Voyaging
The Block
Do not worry. You have always written before and you will write now. Ernest Hemingway, A Moveable Feast I sit in a Paris apartment, stymied. While it’s not the dirt-cheap garret apartment that a Lost Generation bohemian would have rented, it’s romantic nonetheless. Hemingway offers me comfort that I can organize my 52-card pickup ofContinue reading “The Block”
Good-Bye, And Keep Cold
When I was a child, my family had a little cottage on the shores of Chautauqua Lake in Western New York—a three-hour drive from our home outside Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania. (It’s of course the same lake and cottage that figures so prominently in Heeling is Healing.) A polite person might have called the cottage “rustic.” (ItContinue reading “Good-Bye, And Keep Cold”
Fortepiano
In 1698 and while employed by the Medici family in Florence Italy, musical instrument technician and builder Bartolomeo Cristofori created the precursor to today’s piano. What made the instrument revolutionary—compared to the other popular keyboard instruments of the time (the clavichord, harpsichord, and pipe organ)—is that the musician could control the volume of each noteContinue reading “Fortepiano”
“Piano Piano”
Said slowly and with a distinct Italian accent so it sounds to my American ear as, PEE-ah-no PEE-ah-no. Like all good Italian phrases, it comes with its own hand gesture: both palms facing the listener and angled slightly forward, the hands pressing down twice, gently and in time with the words. It’s 3:30 a.m. andContinue reading ““Piano Piano””
If History is Written by the Winners?…
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?…”
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?”