Passage to Mexico, Part One

Jan 23 – Jan 25. In which: Omens Are Ignored, Weather is Excessively Benign, Protagonists are Lulled into Complacency by Proper Functioning of New Gear, Big Brother Hovers, and Ghost Reef Attacks
 Nor’Easter Jonas, which dumped snow from Dixie to…

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The kindness of Strangers and New Friends

Dec 22 – Jan 19. I punched “grocery store” in Google maps and we started down Caroline St. on our hunt. We were searching for provisions, fresh fruits and veggies. Moving slowly west, we stopped in one little shop after…

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The Promenade and a Midnight Anchor Drill

Dec. 31 – Jan. 2. Multisailed boats parade by Blue Wing packed with tourists soaking up the sea air as the sun sinks in the sky over Key West. The late afternoon light turns the sails of these big boats…

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To Key West

December 19 – December 27. We made it to Key West! Not quite Mexico, but 120 miles closer. We had spent over a week in Fort Myers trying to finish up some of the projects we hadn’t completed on land…

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Friends

One of the joys of the start of the cruising season is seeing old friends. Another is making new friends. We stopped in Jacksonville on the way down to see Captain Robert. He and his family spent last summer in…

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We are not alone

What’s the scariest aspect of cruising? Is it piracy, deep water, close land, or foul weather? For me, none of these are as terrifying as midnight encounters with big boats. These tankers, cargo ships, and cruise liners are huge, fast…

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To Fort Myers

December 6 – December 11. After three winters in the Bahamas, a winter in Florida retooling, and six weeks of boat chores, we are ready to take Blue Wing somewhere new. This season’s plans include crossing mainland Florida via Lake…

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A Little Limbo Dance

“Tink, tink, tink” is the sound that your VHF antenna makes when it bends back and runs across the bottom of a bridge as you pass under in your sailboat. “Crunch” is the sound your wind vane makes when it…

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I’m a Sole Man

“Good Morning”. Step out of the forward V-Berth on Blue Wing to greet the day. Careful, if you happen to look down, this is the first thing you will see. Quick, pull a floor mat over it and resolve to…

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Life on the Dirt Wrap Up 2015

May 7 – Oct. 12 Three pairs of eyes were staring at me. This was the routine. Gus had been doing it the longest, all the way back to when he and the pretty woman lived alone. Then she brought…

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