It’s not what Dorothy had in mind when in Oz, but all the same, “there’s no place like home” and for the past nearly 4 years home for us is where we drop our anchor, moor, or dock. When you have a floating home and the view is usually 360 degrees of water, ideas of home become quite amorphous and… Read more →
As we move south, the butter watch continues and there are signs of it softening, but it’s far from melted. Here in Georgia where we’ve washed up, temps fluctuate from low 80s to mid-fifties now that we’re transitioning into spring. It’s hard to believe we’ve been here a month. Somebody stole the month of February. But as most of the… Read more →
We’ve heard from other salty sailor friends of ours about delightful experiences of birds catching a ride on their boats while moving along out in the open ocean. The birds would either come into the cockpit or go down below, eat, drink, perch on a finger, take a seemingly domesticated role, and then as quickly as they arrived, they were… Read more →