My world was reduced to the screen of the chart plotter, switching between the radar and chart views every few minutes. The rain came first, then the wind, but it didn’t matter, we were headed toward calmer waters at our best and most comfortable speed.
The trip is just over 210 miles by the time we have gained the sea room the we need. It should take us 30 to 40 hours to move up the coast.
We left our cozy little slip in the Multnomah Channel near Scappoose, Oregon Friday morning, May 19th. There is an old sailor’s superstition that a journey should not begin on a Friday. So we proclaimed that we were not really leaving, rather moving the boat to a new location. Our destination: 70 Miles downriver to […]
It’s official, yesterday at 3:30 I bought a boat. She is the big sister of Bernard Moitessier’s Tamata. At 36 feet and 14 tons, she is just what I have spent these past few years looking for. She was built in Hawaii by Hutton Marine. She has been to the South Pacific and back, then […]
We where the Corn Brothers. Sweet Corn (that’s me) and Cream Corn (Darin). Affectionately know as Sweetie and Creamy. How we ended up with such a silly set of nick names is point of history that we often debate.
Traveling at such a pace with the motion of the water, the motion of the boat strips me of all pretense, strips me to my core, and at the center of me I find wonder. Total amazement with the world around me.
Today we head for blue water to put her through the paces, to look at the ballerina dance.