Since 1978 I have been fortunate to sail wooden boats. In 2006 I set out to find a Drascombe Longboat Cruiser for single-handed expedition sailing. This is the continuing story of how it came to be, our adventures, notes on the maritime world and other things I don't want to forget...

Tuesday, September 30, 2014

Down the Bay

Just back from a long weekend on the restored log deck boat F.D Crockett out of the Deltaville Maritime Museum. We attended the Poqouson Seafood Festival and served as committee boat for the annual workboat races. Beautiful weather, great crew and generous hosts. Here's a few photos...

The 'Crockett' was built just up the river from Poquoson

A turn at the wheel

A commercial fisherman drops off the morning's catch

Ship traffic

John England, the Crockett's skipper and restorer

Thursday, September 25, 2014


Chasing Reds
Acrylic on canvas, 10" x 20"
©Curt Bowman 2014

Fall is Here

My friend Eddie and I sailed Annie in the Rappahannock Tuesday. It was quite cool and the wind was fresh. We shared a lot about our past times on the water, his plans for his new boat Una, and the possibility of taking her to the Mid-Atlantic Small Craft Festival in a couple of weeks. I'm going in another direction this year but I hope Eddie will be there. They'll love seeing his work.

Eddie at the helm

Trading off

Wednesday, September 3, 2014

Still a bit wet

Early to the Oyster Beds
Acrylic on canvas  30" x 40"
© Curt Bowman 2014

Tuesday, September 2, 2014

The Last Weekend in August

Left out last Saturday for Urbanna to work on Annie's gas line. The section that connected to the outboard was thin-walled and was twisting and crimping. With John's help, we replaced and after a bit of retightening she held prime and fired off even after sitting for an hour. Success.

The day had worn on and Vera invited me for dinner. Sailors don't usually turn down home cooking... I wasn't going to be the exception. London broil, baked potato and FRIED OKRA. Whoopee!

I 'trailer camped' aboard Annie and the next morning I was served eggs, bacon and coffee and a good discussion about the maritime museum exhibit we are planning together. Later as I lit out for their neighborhood ramp. The wind was fresh and even with a mess of jet skis buzzing around the entrance to Town Creek like a bees around a hive I found some nice quiet reaches out into the Rappahonnock. A small wooden sloop tacked back and forth on the edges. Pretty cream-colored sails.

Forward to Sunday...  Back at home it was time to party. Our daughter is moving to San Francisco this week and her friends were invited to a send-off. Harkening back to our 20 years of living on an island in Florida, we decided to get our 'tropical back on'. So I set up a make-shift cooking station and we cranked up our 'go to' Mexican and Cuban treats. It was all really fun, but bitter sweet as well.