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Lemons Way
The continuing adventures of a cruising sailor/family lawyer, his wife (also a lawyer), and their young children.

OK, this is the actual first picture, as I'm motoring out of the San Carlos marina. You can see the tetas in the background.

Marina Seca (dry marina) at Marina San Carlos
Keith - early May, 2007

Singmeaway in between more serious ocean cruising sailboats at the dry storage area before her first baja sail. GMC full sized 2500 truck used to tow the 25 foot sailboat from Phoenix to San Carlos to the right of the sailboat.

Roadside Pollo Asada
Keith - early May, 2007
09/23/2007, Sonora, Mexico

I am a taco stand-aholic. Street food or roadside food in general is how I prefer to eat out. This place is right off the highway south of Nogales. I order 1/2 grilled chicken and it comes with tortillas, beans, a hunk of avocado, an assortment of salads, and that trio of salsas shown in the center of the picture. That and a bottle of cold coke makes a great lunch or dinner. I actually ate the leftovers for dinner later that night sitting in Singmeaway while it was attached to my truck in the marina seca work area. A kind night watchman let me just park the rig inside for the night even though I hadn't yet registered or met him.

The quick version of how I came to own sailboats
09/23/2007, Tucson, Arizona

I have three sailboats, well actually just two at the moment - I am in the process of buying the third - the Catalina 36. The first sailboat I owned (I have sailed many that I didn't own) was purchased used in 2006. It is a Hobie One 12 foot single hull single sail centerboard type. The picture below is of the Hobie on its trailer overlooking Lake Pleasant in Arizona. They used to be called Holder 12 before Hobie bought the design and changed the name. It is a good looking, peppy, nicely powered planing hull that can get going really fast. I've capsized in strong winds. There is no reefing so when the wind comes up, it's hang on for dear life and usually a spectacular crash not long thereafter. I've been trailering it to the various lakes in my state and taking pictures of each sailing adventure for a book I am writing called "Sailing Arizona." Arizona has a surprisingly large amount of lakes for our location thanks to dams and other management. I have to admit most of the time I've sailed in Arizona the wind has either been not enough or too much. There have been occasions where I've gotten some pretty good sailing in, but usually its either gusty or nothing. Still, I keep the Hobie One on its trailer in my garage and tow it behind a truck or motor home to "bag a lake" whenever I get the gumption to go on such an adventure. I've bagged like 8 lakes out of the 30 or so in Arizona worth sailing. The second boat [behind me in the picture above] is a 1985 Catalina 25 acquired in early 2007. I was up at Lake Pleasant outside of Phoenix (one of the 30 worth sailing) shopping for sailboats with my cousin at the Sailboat Shop. Nothing in their inventory inspired me. We went to leave. As we drove away, we saw a beautiful sailboat with white sails up in the parking lot sitting on a double axle trailer. Sure enough, there was a For Sale sign on the boat. I inquired. He said I probably wouldn't be right for the boat but invited us up the ladder for a look inside. It looked clean and cozy and reasonably roomy. A bit of teak and some nice features like a stereo with speakers inside and out. This boat was much nicer than anything at the retail outlet. I bought Singmeaway by phone as I drove back to the highway. The owner Scott and I spent months afterwards meeting on weekends at Lake Pleasant to teach me how she worked and how to operate her safely. Valuable lessons. I learned how to reef from Scott, among other crucial cruising skills. Scott kept the boat on Arizona lakes for all of its life. I aimed to take her to the Sea of Cortez. Scott was not particularly pleased about that and tried to discourage me numerous ways. After the training was over I arranged for about 3 weeks of vacation in May of 2007, went up to Phoenix, picked up the boat, trailered her to Tucson, spent the night at home, and trailered her to San Carlos, Mexico. It took a few days to rig and provision and I was off. Sailed to Guaymas on that first trip and back. Then went home to Tucson for a week, came back, and took a much longer trip to Kino bay, across the Sea of Cortez through the Midriff islands, and back. Awesome. I'll eventually share the pictures with some more details. Well, things kept progressing in my mind and one day I just went and did it. I found the boat that felt right on the internet, called the owner, and began buying a 1995 Catalina 36 MkII. It's quite a step up. Not a full-on blue water cruiser, but a well respected coastal cruiser that is moderately priced and well equipped for a variety of conditions. I'm leaving for final inspection and purchase a week from today. If I buy, I will be sailing it down the intercoastal waterway for three weeks of October vacation before mooring or dry-docking it and flying home from wherever I stop. I'll keep you posted.


Jake on his first sailboat ride at Patagonia Lake in southern, Arizona. Cousin and other Golden, Anne waiting on the dock.

Hobie One at Lake Pleasant

Arizona sunset

Keith - Late summer - very early fall
09/22/2007, Tucson, Arizona

I've always wanted to name a sailing boat Lemon's Way in honor of my grandfather, Leonard Rofey of Pittsburgh Pennsylvania, may he rest in peace; but I was worried people would think I was referring to the quality of the boat rather than the quality of my Pupup. Lemons was his nickname referring to his once golden yellow hair. Pupup (as I call him) may never have stepped foot on a sailboat, but what I'm trying to honor by the title of this sailing blog is his spirit of living for the day and not being willing/able to settle for a mundane life of daily toil. He worked during his life, just like I have, but in the end Pupup didn't have much to show for it. Nevertheless, there was another more adventurous side of Lemons. Not adventurous like sailing around the world. He and his cronies were the last of the old school east coast city hustlers who lived large, gambled big, skirted the edge of the law, and eventually found themselves in their 70s sharing toasted rye bread and decaf coffee at the donut shop each day before car pooling to the race track in search of that old feeling not quite possible to achieve through $2-$15 bets. If you asked him, Pupup never did worse than break even after a day of gambling on the horses. I'll try to employ the same attitude in this sailing blog. Anyway, Pupup's vice is a lot like sailing, except that ocean sailing is probably less economically sound than throwing an equivalent amount of money away over the years on the daily double and the trifecta. So even if in the end I have nothing of substance to show for it, at least I'll have this blog so that friends, family, and any interested dreamers can join my sailing adventures.


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