When the sea gives way to silence, what remains? So… we aren’t at the Annapolis Boat Show this year. Trust me—we wanted to be. Well, I wanted to be. Annapolis has always been a highlight for us: a yearly reunion with friends from around the globe, where the laughter flows like...
Here We Go Again Maybe I make chaos poetic because I’m a writer. Or maybe it’s just the irony I can’t unsee. Five years ago, the Creek Fire chewed through 379,000 acres of the Sierra National Forest—the place I call home. I wrote about it; that piece ended up in a book and the...
(and a few more for good measure) I don’t consider myself a judgmental person per se… but when I step aboard another vessel, I can’t help but glance at the ship’s library. Books tell you a lot about a sailor—whether they lean toward self-improvement, practical manuals, humor,...
The only thing better than the sound of new sails is the sound of your friends cheering from the shoreline… or at least, that’s what I wanted this year’s High Sierra Regatta to be about. But like most good sailing stories, things didn’t quite go according to plan. It was a...
It was another day in the office—filing new boater applications, counting rent checks, and talking shop with whoever wandered through. As a marina manager, I heard a lot of stories. Some tall, some tired, most told over a counter sticky with salt. Meanwhile, I was daydreaming...
June 16th, Journal Entry (aka the "land" version of a Captains Log) One full year away from our sweet Avocet.We never meant to be gone this long.But life had other plans—less salt, more soil. In that time, I’ve come to understand just how rare and remarkable our floating home...
How We Spent 15 Days in Italy and Greece It all felt strangely familiar—like déjà vu wrapped in jet lag and excitement. Just a few years ago, we boarded a plane to Italy for our very first international family trip together, a whirlwind of gelato, grappa, and group texts with...
So... I’m not perfect. Shocking, I know. I thought I had a solid system for keeping track of blog posts, published articles, and pitches — but this one? It slipped through the cracks. And that’s a shame, because it’s a damn good write-up that could’ve brought a ton of traffic...
Every seasoned traveler has that one bag—the one that’s been slung over their shoulder on countless journeys, filled with both essentials and memories. For me, that backpack was a market find in La Cruz, Mexico. It wasn’t anything fancy, but it carried me through some of the...
The Eagles won. No surprise there—though I’m sure some Swifties were less than thrilled. Truth be told, we didn’t watch the big game, but I kept tabs on the score as we drove south. That morning, we’d said goodbye to Runaground Ranch, parting ways with our friend Peter, who had...
