not all those who wander are lost

22 October 2017 | Edmonds
21 July 2012 | Winslow, WA
23 January 2012 | Daytona beach, Florida
20 January 2012 | Marineland, Florida
18 January 2012 | ICW enroute to St. Augustine
17 January 2012 | Pine island, Florida
16 January 2012 | St. John's River, Florida
15 January 2012 | Atlantic ocean
14 January 2012 | St. Catherine Island, GA
13 January 2012 | Isle of Hope
12 January 2012 | Thunderbolt, GA
28 October 2011 | Edmonds
27 July 2011 | Anacortes
26 July 2011 | Sucia island
19 July 2011 | Port Townsend
16 July 2011

Doing nothing at the home port

22 October 2017 | Edmonds
Fair, Light breeze from the south
On Friday, someone asked me if I "retired" and moved to the boat--what on earth would I do? Well, today was a good test run.

I drove to fishery supplies and bought some things. I ordered some things from Costco so I didn't have to go into the store as the parking lot was overflowing with people. Instead the few things i needed will show up at my 'shore' door step in a few days. I had a corona lite. I checked to see what food we have on board. I listened to Bob Marley. I organized a cabinet. I watched a kingfisher. I appreciated that I didn't see anyone for 2 hours. It's true I didn't watch the Seahawks game. I daydreamed. I wrote somethings down--which i haven't done in ages. I smiled. I took some deep breaths.

When is the last time you daydreamed? When is the last time you listened to the breeze making noise in the marina? Yes, I can do this. How about we start tomorrow.


21 July 2012 | Winslow, WA
Sunny and fabulous for seattle
I was thinking--as Dan was doing pushups in the cockpit--that it might be fun to figure out the sailor's version of crossfit. There are a lot of things on a boat that can resemble the workout of the day (known by crossfit members as WOD). Lift the dingy up the Davits AMRAP (as many reps as possible). Pull in 300 feet of chain after anchoring without using the windlass (until you can't pull it in any more) for time. Raise and lower the sail as quickly as possible 25 times. Send your spouse to the top of the mast, forget the critical tool and do it again. Climb the main halyard to the spreaders. Row to shore and leave the dingy engine behind--forget something on the boat and row back. Step from the dingy up to the gunnell 200 times. Of course, squats pushups, sit ups, Burpees, can proceed as normal if you get bored. Boats CAN offer a variety of options!!!

Paleo is easy. Catch fish and eat it. Don't run your refrigeration and skip out on dairy. Trade Doritos with the natives for fresh produce. Drink tequila with limes and prevent scurvy. It's too hard to keep the beer cold anyway.

So, while this is just the start, I was thinking I could start posting the sailors's daily WOD when we take off for our next adventure. I always found it hard to exercise while sailing and perhaps building a crossfit community at sea (with people that already high five and congratulate you for latest PR in ocean crossing passage time)...would be the perfect antidote for offshore doldrums.


23 January 2012 | Daytona beach, Florida
Sunny, 80
The sign above the beach says, "World's most famous beach".   Now, I think i know why.  Our two days in Daytona were ideal and truly a Florida experience.   The beach is long, the sand is fine, the surf ideal.   With a slight breeze off the water, the 80 degree temperature was just what I had in mind.  While others In my family enjoy playing in the surf, I'm more of a sand castle type and could spend all day building stuff in the sand.  The sand of Daytona is fine, packs well and as a bonus makes an excellent exfoliant.  It is very possible that sitting on this beach ranks a close second to my 'happy place' beach at birch bay. 

I have experienced many exotic beaches: from the south china sea, 'coconut islet' off the Portuguese colonized, now, Chinese military base--Hainan island, Hawaiian black sand beaches, many remote and deserted south pacific beaches, Mexico and west coast beaches.  However, Daytona is a slice of Americana.   There are people to watch, french fries to eat and sunburns to slather.  What could be better than that?

As we leave the crew of the s/v Marama behind we are somber with thoughts of work, school and responsibilities.   Our drive back to the airport retraces our steps recounting in a matter of 2 hours...what took us the last week to cover by boat.  I have to say the travel at 3-7 knots is my favorite way to experience 'place'--it is personal, uncut and liberating.  More motivated than ever to build the cruising kitty for the next trip.

Perpetual cruise upstream

20 January 2012 | Marineland, Florida
Sunny, 70, wind from south
St. Augustine was fun.   It had a little something for everyone.  We had two days of sightseeing, eating out and other distractions.  A train ride for the youngest, mini-golf for the next youngest, shopping for the girls and Irish bars with live music for the boys.  We all enjoyed seeing the fort 400+ years old and walking down the cobblestone streets.  Dan and I celebrated our 19th anniversary. 

After two days exploring, we headed back on our journey south.   We totally mis planned for the currents.  We were heading up a river...and at the point that it meets the NEXT river further south, the tides had flipped and we were still going against the current.   We've been going against the current for hours!  I'm  perplexed because when a river meets the Atlantic on both can it be called a river?

After going 'upstream' forever, with minimal power in our batteries, we decided to drop the anchor and 'charge up'.   We practiced fishing and I landed a 10" minnow of some river variety.  A little later, things shifted around slightly and we were be able to make forward headway. By 6, after the sun had set, we pulled into a small marina half way between St. Augustine and Daytona beach.   We are counting on happy currents all day tomorrow!  If I could just get over our average cruising depth of 10 feet -- all would be well.

Going with the flow

18 January 2012 | ICW enroute to St. Augustine
The currents of the water, the wind, the rise and fall of the sun, the tidal pull of the moon.  I had forgotten these things-- that should be so fundamental to our human existence.  Most of my life is spent trying to control nature--my climate controlled home, my 'all weather transportation' and my precise daily schedule from 7-5...regardless of night or dark, rain or shine.  How seldom do we take the time to observe the conditions and adjust our plans? And why does it feel so great when we have a snow day? Or enjoy a sunny afternoon?

On the boat I am reminded of nature's pervasiveness.  We sit back and let the elements control our actions.  We depart when the tide is right, we seek shelter when the bugs come out at dusk, we eat when we are hungry, we change our destination when the wind shifts.  We always consider alternatives and 'what if' scenarios--there is always a plan B.

Perhaps the definition of being unplugged--is when time is not our own for a change--and the elements take back over.  Going with the flow--it requires intuition, flexibility, creativity, courage and patience (and the obligatory occasional cocktail sans ice?)

Walt the wharf rat

17 January 2012 | Pine island, Florida
70 degrees, mostly sunny, wind 10-15 S
Northwest Florida shows signs of recession.   The strip malls have large vacancies.  The grocery stores carry 15 kinds of bread crumbs and no protein bars. After not having seen a store at all and the wine locker getting low, it was good to at least be in port and have something.   I am happy to help the local economy.

We had finished our 65 mile offshore run and tucked into st.johns's river (near Jacksonville Florida).  We spent a few hours at Mayfield wharf (from 4am to 9 am) and upon awakening discovered that there were no showers on the premise.   What kind of marina is that?  So, we continued our sojourn down the intracoastal waterway.  We ended up at the palm cove marina which had all the amenities we were looking for-power, laundry, showers and even a Starbucks within walking distance (and oddly, their sign indicates that they now have the Christmas blend).  

While Amy and I were doing the laundry we met a local guy named Walt.   He was in his 30's or 50's but who can really tell.  Walt carried what seemed to be a weight of desperation upon his shoulders.  His face was leathery, his hair reminiscent of Rod Stewart and he lived aboard a small sailboat.  "How do you make the cruising life happen?" he asked us, "it seems like every year I just can't scrape together enough to leave.  I have a job as a waiter, bar tender, I make stand up paddle board paddles, and work in a surf shop".  He asks what we do...."ah corporate stuff", we answer.  Then he follows with "AND where do I find a women like you that will do my laundry and go cruising?". Our answer of course, "find the 'younger' ones and make sure they are low maintenance".  That will give him something to stew on.   Fortunately we have a cat on board to keep the wharf rats at bay.
Vessel Name: Salt
Vessel Make/Model: Camper & Nicholson 48
Hailing Port: Edmonds
Crew: Dan & Jeanne
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