Rediscovering the Buttermilks
Why is it so easy to forget? Is it just that it looks different or am I just in a different space to see it differently? We’re down in...
Somebody Make Me Go!
Emily and I made the trip down to Makara with the intention of going out sailing for a few days. This is a normal and expected desire of every...
A Great Day In The Volcanic Tablelands
Emily had asked the day prior if I wanted to take part of the next day and go down out of the snow for a walk. Ever since we...
Choosing a Challenge
I had stumbled up the sandy south slope leading to the top of Silver Pass on the John Muir Trail. The pain in my left leg, which had begun...
Finding Purpose
In 1997 I had my first faint thought of sailing. I grew up in the deserts of Arizona, so the idea of traveling the world by boat was not...
Finding Makara
Sailing to Santa Cruz Island, Channe Islands National Park It was a cool fall day on the Columbia River in Astoria, Oregon. I walked down the docks toward a...
Learning to Trust Heaving To
Almost to San Diego The day had started out with light winds blowing out of the northwest. They were driving me south-southwest, more toward the south pacific instead of...
Engines and Moving Forward
Engines And Trying To Move Forward Emily and I were excited we had our new boat with a bit more space. Our old boat, Phenix, an 1972 Islander 37,...