Overnighting for the first time on a new boat brings trials and tribulations. After a washout Memorial Day weekend, our goal for the following weekend was to stay overnight on the boat for the first time. I was antsy and Karen was apprehensive. In the past we moved like cheetahs. A six-pack, a pair ofContinue reading “A Boating Bedtime Story”
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Little Moments Like This
Karen sits back in a blue West Marine chair making faces at Connor. Scrunched in a bulky, red life jacket he’s uncomfortable but musters a smile back at her. Beneath the chair, tethered by her pink leash, is our pup Salty. Tongue dangling from her mouth, she too is enjoying the ride. It’s atContinue reading “Little Moments Like This”
NEW BOAT DREAMIN’
I live a double life. On one side, I’m a marine journalist who can go through a multi-million-dollar yacht and find it riddled with flaws. With so many boats to cover and only so many pages to do so, my job not only encourages, but requires, me to be a boat snob of the highest order. Continue reading “NEW BOAT DREAMIN’”
Quality Time
Time. There never seems to be enough of it. Despite enjoying one of the most memorable summers of my adult life, what with my girlfriend Karen agreeing to marry me, the seesaw that is the work-life balance was tilting heavily in the hectic direction. An escape on the boat to unplug and recharge was callingContinue reading “Quality Time”
Photo of the week
PHOTO OF THE WEEK
Relaxing beside the Connecticut River
The Truth About Fishers Island
The local residents of Fishers Island, New York have an online reputation for keeping to themselves and treating tourists like flesh-eating vultures. So it came as a surprise when, just moments after tying our dinghy up to Pirates Cove Marina, a woman walking by turned to Karen and I and asked, “Do you two needContinue reading “The Truth About Fishers Island”
Photo of The Week
Eat. Sleep. Boat. Repeat.
Photo of the Week:
I thank god for my life And for the stars and stripes May freedom forever fly, let it ring. Salute the ones who died The ones that give their lives So we don’t have to sacrifice All the things we love –Zac Brown Band
Let There Be Light
I watched through envy-filled eyes as boaters who had done hardly an hour’s work were lowered from the travelift to the resting river below. “How!? I mean, gahhhh, another one,” I’d stammer, pointing wildly at the carefree looking family sailing off into summer. Karen rolled her eyes and went back to varnishing. We had accomplishedContinue reading “Let There Be Light”
Boy and a Boat 