Bubba the Pirate

Sometimes it is hard to motivate myself. Wednesday morning was a case in point. I had been anchored in Greens Creek, near Oriental, NC for a...

The Bean When we last left our hero, OK just me, I had allowed myself to get talked into a meeting at nine o'clock in the morning on a S...

Riverfront Stage My time in Oriental, NC has been much less dramatic than my voyage down here from Washington . I had come in order to volun...

This is not a curated blog with rainbows, sunshine, and umbrella drinks at the beach. This is real life, honestly portrayed. I really though...

sv Ruth Ann @ Washington A good sailor thinks several steps ahead and plans for the unexpected. It gets weird when you have to think about w...

Rabbit Island Anchorage I made a terrifically stupid mistake last Wednesday when I had not prepared well enough for all possible contingenci...

The vane of the windvane Previously, I had made my way to Fernandina Beach from Green Cove Springs, finally moving north, but caught by a he...