On the way to the Victoria airport, Uncle Bill met a woman at the Stone House, an excellent restaurant adjacent to Canoe Cove marina. They struck up a conversation and shared dinner. Before the meal ended, she gave him her … Continue reading →
Thank you, dear follower, for sticking with me thus far, for caring enough to read these posts. I so appreciate knowing you are there, feeling your love, and receiving your reactions to my writing. It nourishes me as I carry … Continue reading →
Who knew? Port McNeill, British Columbia, is home to the World’s Largest Burl. The “Ronning Burl” originated from a 525-year-old Sitka Spruce tree and weighs more than 20 tons. Reading the information posted next to the burl, I learned that … Continue reading →
On the Healing Voyage, there are four gauntlets, not including the psychological ones. First, there’s the Seymour Narrows and Johnstone Strait. This one is particularly tricky. If you don’t get the timing right, the tidal rips are reputed to grab … Continue reading →
“How low can you go?” That’s the common chant for spectators of the popular Caribbean game of limbo, urging contestants to bend backwards lower and lower as they shimmy forward under the bar. That same question haunts my current state. … Continue reading →
What needs healing? A. A wound? B. Pain? C. Trauma? D. All of the above? If you chose Answer D, you are correct. And how does one heal? A. Time? B. Attitude? C. Sharing love? D. All of the above … Continue reading →
From the Windleblo log, 1300 hours, April 16, 2022: “The world ends. 048.11072N, 122.751419W.” That’s the entry that records the time and place of my beloved First and Only Mate’s departure from this world. On April 16th, my world ended … Continue reading →
Well, there’s still a lot of mostly COVID-related uncertainty about how the year’s going to unfold. But you know what they say about plans — they are a basis for change. For the first time, we’re excited to conceive a … Continue reading →
You get a little crazy on an ocean crossing. Whether it’s the constant motion, the monotony, sleep deprivation, close quarters, the raw power of the ocean, or something else I’m not sure. But by the end of the voyage, a … Continue reading →
Shore leave over, daughter Emily joined me in Sitka for a modified Leg Two, Sitka to Ketchikan. We had 10 days to cover 260 nautical miles, taking in a return (for me) to Warm Springs, marine wildlife at Tebenkof Bay, … Continue reading →