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, October 25, 2011

Back for Dinner Continued

I returned to the ramp dock, set up running lights and meandered south up Salt Run. Found a quiet place and anchored for the night. I got a good nights sleep... the rocking and trickling of water under the hull affected me like a couple of sleeping pills. The sunlight broke the horizon about 6 am almost an hour before the sun itself. We live a couple of miles from the beach but with trees and houses between us, this display is never as dramatic. I guess that's why folks spend the big bucks 'over there'.

I returned to the dock and later was joined by the girls for a onboard picnic before taking our daughter to the airport to return to school. A good family and a boat... number one and number two on my list!

Saturday, October 22, 2011

Back for Dinner

It was a beautiful day in St. Augustine. Clear skies and a high of 72. I put Annie at the Lighthouse ramp around 4 and sailed in Salt Run as the sun went down. We came in at 7 and I tied up and went home to build a fire and have mussels and pasta with the girls. Chloe is home from Virginia for a short visit. It great to have us all together.

Guess I'll go back out later and anchor out somewhere. There are lots of nice spots as long as you don't park in the City's new mooring fields. Arrgh!

Wednesday, October 19, 2011

10 Good Years

I sold my Scaffie Becky Thatcher just before I left for New York in September. Had gotten a call from a fellow in Alabama and soon after he was at the shop and the deal was done. I think it was love at first sight. He told me that he had been looking for a boat like her for a long time. His story started with his English grandfather who had taken him sailing as a kid in a small open craft and said that he would help him build one of his own. The grandfather died before he could fulfill his promise. Becky will be a nice substitute.

Autumn in the Catskills

I am back home after 3 weeks of working in New York with my brother. We got after several construction jobs he had going on and I cooked a bit at my sister-in-law's restaurant. Hurricane Irene had washed out large areas of lowland and the creeks running toward the Hudson were rushing hard even when I arrived at the end of September. The leaves changed as the days passed. They were quite beautiful as I left. We just don't get that pleasure much in Florida.

Tonight my daughter comes home from school. I have a good life. Back to Cayo Costa planning tomorrow.

Early morning at the cafe

Starting a batch of curried chicken salad

My brother's 10 acre lawn

No palm trees in sight

The Performing Arts Center at Bard College.... looks like a tsunami!