Author: Duwan
October 31 – December 29, 2018. Stop! Stop! Greg was down below winching me up the mast. I was about halfway to the top when I looked up and saw them. Hornets swarmed around the spreaders a few feet away…
October 27 – 30, 2018. SPLASH. This is what it is called when you move your boat from the hard (land) to water. Using the word “splash” to describe putting one’s boat in the water is perhaps a bit of…
May 27 – October 1, 2017. It is time for the Cabbagetown wrap-up blog. In case you have just started following along or have just been skipping the yearly blog or two about Cabbagetown, here is the deal – Cabbagetown…
February 9 – 12, 2017. We had Tombstone in our sights. Gunslingers, lawmen, and gamblers, the swinging doors of gritty saloons, marked cards, the smell of stale whisky, colorful dance hall girls, covered wagons on dusty streets, the Earps, Doc…
February 5 – February 8, 2017. For me going down is far scarier than going up. This is especially true when hiking up a steep rock face, but also when I am securely strapped into a tall rolling metal box,…
January 31 – February 4, 2017. One of the problems with being a nomad is buying things. I know in the sticks and bricks world you can order anything from anyone anywhere on the whole planet and have it delivered…
January 21 – January 26, 2017. When we left The Rubber Tramp Rendezvous we only had one small plan for what was next. It was January 20th and the next day marches were bring held in cities all over the…
January 2, 2017. Way back when, when I first graduated from college in St. Louis I used to work as a hostess in a restaurant with a piano bar. One of the songs I heard almost nightly that has forever…
December 29 – December 31. One thing land travel has afforded us that traveling on water hasn’t is the ability to visit old friends. From New Orleans we next traveled through Texas. I have a handful of Facebook friends from…
December 19 – December 27. I spent a lot time in New Orleans worried about rats. Worried they would get stepped on, worried they’d play with the cats too rough, worried they’d hide food in my bed, worried they’d get…
