Author Archives: AdaptiveCurmudgeon

As I sailed back to camp I had a discovery of the “Captain Obvious” sort. What had seemed, in the twilight of the day previous, to be a series of shoreline trails and fishing docks, was actually for boats. Duh! … Continue reading →

[Where was I before events in the winter of 2022 poleaxed the story arc of memories from the spring of 2021? Oh yeah, I was in heaven; snoozing in the sun on a distant shore to which I’d sailed in … Continue reading →

At this point in the story I’m sound asleep on a picnic table; miles and hours from the dock where I’d started. I remember nothing of that necessary and appreciated break aside from a feeling of peace and joy. But, … Continue reading →

Deeply nestled in the inlet, all was calm. Too calm in fact. My map told the story of two lakes joined by a narrows. A long sinuous shallow affair connecting two mostly independent bodies of water; easily traversed by a … Continue reading →

As soon as I got out in the breeze, the reduced sail inflated and it didn’t look so bad. It pulled me forward but much more gently. Also I began to plow sideways through the water! After a second’s head … Continue reading →

The first thing about sailboats is that sails are not motors. Mine has tremendous (for the size of the boat) square footage. When the wind is strong, all that area is pulling too hard. I believe the word is “overpowered”. … Continue reading →

Did I mention I don’t know much about sailing? I’m living proof one can build things which they cannot operate. (Though I’m improving.) This wasn’t obvious at first but now I understand it deeply. Building a boat (even a small … Continue reading →

[Warning: This and ensuing posts have nautical language when I do nautical things. This is necessary. There are things on a boat which simply don’t exist elsewhere. Sorry if the vocabulary is weird. It simply has to be. Outside of … Continue reading →

There is a theory that’s popular among physicists, writers, and lunatics. Supposedly, we inhabit just one of an infinite arrays of universes. Multiverse theory serves more purposes than a device for sci-fi writers. It’s a way to make sense of … Continue reading →

My defenses were low. Civilization, or want of it, had worn me down. Lest I overindulge, I fled the happy bar and arrived at my campsite 10 minutes later. I loathe reservations. I loathe online reservations. I’d much prefer free … Continue reading →