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 →
We arrived in Sitka with a few days to explore before our shore leave back to Colorado. Upon arrival, the harbormaster put us on the “A float” in Old Thomsen Harbor where we quickly met Rob, owner of S/V Chantey, … Continue reading →
I’d been intending to arrive in Hoonah for years. My first intention formed after reading an account in one of the sailing magazines about a boat that laid up for the winter there several years ago. Hoonah is one of … Continue reading →
Casting off from Auke Bay, we partly motored, partly sailed to a place called Swanson’s Harbor about 25 nautical miles from town, tying up for the night to a float maintained there by the great State of Alaska. Several online … Continue reading →
Two layover days in Juneau. The usual requisites – refuel, reprovision, recharge. But also some great reconnaissance. A hike up a wonderful nature trail. Juneau is reputed to have the best hiking trail system in Southeast Alaska. We sampled it. … Continue reading →
Shaking off the rust, we left Petersburg in bright sunshine, the peaks hanging over Frederick Sound seemingly close enough to touch. A few bergy bits drifting north from Summit Glacier bobbed in our path. After 30 nautical miles we made … Continue reading →
Waking up from a long unpleasant dream, we find ourselves in relatively good condition walking down a long dock in Petersburg, Alaska. There our trusty stead awaits, floating proudly amongst a bivy of gillnetters, seiners, and other assorted fisher boats. … Continue reading →