Category Archives: Summer_2019

At the flooded campground (sheltered by trees) the wind is whipping; the lake looks worse. This seems like a good time to shit myself with fear. Instead I start “reefing”. To “reef” a sail is to reduce its surface area. … Continue reading →

Having done absolutely everything I wished to do I can be forgiven for assuming the excitement was over. After breakfast I’d sail back across the waters, get my truck out of car jail, trailer up, and head home. Easy peasy. … Continue reading →

The next day dawns cheerfully. I’ve slept like a baby in my supertent (probably because I was totally exhausted). Everyone at camp is happy and my coffee is exceptionally tasty. I can’t stop smiling. My boat did well and I … Continue reading →

Eventually it’s clear the burger is neither going up nor down so I might as well sail. I leave the truck in car jail and hike back to the beach. Everyone is pretty much “sailed out”. The sun will set … Continue reading →

A small short boat (all other things being equal) is slower than a big long boat. We’re the shortest, smallest boat in the “fleet”. About this I give not one fuck. This is my canoe replacement mini-expedition craft and it … Continue reading →

Other folks showed up. Some locals had been snug in their homes during last night’s storm. Others had been at anchor, either sound asleep or getting battered… I’ve no idea. There was pressure in the air. Like a species waiting … Continue reading →

It was a leisurely morning. I didn’t expect that! I assumed rugged macho sailor types would be sail at dawn; either with or without some nautical rationalization. I’d mentally steeled myself for an early morning. All my life I’ve been … Continue reading →

Among the best things in life (insert Conan quote here) is sitting around a campfire listening to stories. What a great evening. Folks who build boats (no surprise here) “think outside the box”. They find unique solutions to life’s problems. … Continue reading →

Sail/Camp Adventure #2 of 2019 got off to a rough start. Preparation and departure was a fiasco. My “boat rickshaw” was a complete cock up. It wasn’t fitting on the trailer. I had miles and miles to go to the … Continue reading →

Years ago, I interrupted a harried road trip. I stopped by a beautiful river, grabbed my lunch, and boulder hopped out into the stream. I perched on a rock beneath the shade of a pine and basked in the scenery. … Continue reading →