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Old Motor Mounts

Two of the four motor mounts came apart in pieces when Bill took them out to be replaced.

R.I.P. — Andy Rooney

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The Final Passage – September 2011

My good friend, and seasoned sailor, David Tees joined me on September 6th in Palau. When David agreed to make the next passage, we both thought we were going to make a relatively leisurely cruise to Noumea, New Caledonia, with stops in&…

The Final Passage – September 2011

My good friend, and seasoned sailor, David Tees joined me on September 6th in Palau. When David agreed to make the next passage, we both thought we were going to make a relatively leisurely cruise to Noumea, New Caledonia, with stops in&…

THE GULF OF BODRUM

After going to a café in Bodrum to watch the All Blacks beat France and win the Rugby World Cup, we went to the Bodrum private hospital to have our stitches removed. As we studied a map to find the hospital a Turkish man asked if he could help us, and…

Sister Ships

On April 1, 2010 Oso Blanco, Nordhavn 64-09 and Mystery Ship, Nordhavn 64-10 departed Paradise Village in Puerto Vallarta, Mexico after a “good-bye” dinner with our friends at the VYC.    We began a journey of a lifetime as we st…

Day Three – New Cal to Australia

It is 9:00 pm and of course dark. The water conditions are much nicer tonight than last night. Both boats are chugging along without incident so far. We expect to be in Bundaberg, Queensland, Australia by early morning on November 4th for our Customs a…

Trawler Time

It’s 4 am on our third day out from New Caledonia and we have covered over 630 nm in less than 70 hours.     I just came back on watch after 8 hrs of wonderful sleep.    I woke up slowly in a foggy haze – unsur…

Puppy parade

Moon Light

I stare through the forward window into the blackness of a very dark night. Slowly a pale silvery pool grows in the distance as the 1/2 moon breaks through the clouds. Suddenly a clear path shimmers before me on the churning water. Maybe, now, I am not…