Merhaba,
Our pals Mary and Rick sailed off Friday morning and since then my walks have been quite lonely. Their friendship meant a lot and was one reason we really enjoyed being here at the marina. We could always count on them…
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Farewell to Mary and Rick
Hittite Day 1 Part 3; Lunch, the Sphinx Gate, a Hittite dam, and the Çorum Museum
Merhaba,
Yesterday afternoon DoraMac was moved forward along the dock to accommodate the “stage” being set up for an evening performance. I can’t tell you what or why about the performance, only that it was very VERY loud…
Once more under the salon floor…
OK so we didn’t get out of here yet… Yesterday we took on very close to 4800 liters of diesel fuel (approximately 1200 US gallons for the metrically-challenged), I helped Ray’s guy Rollie finish up in the engine room bilge, then took a nap preparato…
Joan’s birthday
Merhaba,
Last night we celebrated the 88th birthday of everyone’s favorite cruiser gal, Joan. A once upon a time circus performer ( her family owned the circus) she still knows how to take the stage. Everyone had a lovely nig…
Wrap up of Diesel Duck
It seemed like a long time we, and our Diesel Duck, spent at the work yard this year. Not that we rushed doing our chores while crossing off little jobs from the to-do list that were completed one by one. The last task of applying two coats of antifo…
Hittite Day 1 Part 2
Merhaba,
I’ve almost out the door to Joan’s 88th birthday party. We have the banner and flowers and some gifts. Maybe 15 people will be there; maybe 30. Not sure. Thankfully her husband Bill is home from his eme…
Subic Redux
(Continued…)
Ankara Trip Day 1 Part 2 Ataturk
Merhaba
Mustafa Kemal Atatὒrk is the most famous personage in Turkey and I’m guessing mostly none of you know much/anything about him. This email is all about Atatὒrk.
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Ankara Trip Day 1: Email # 2
Our last stop of the da…
Sailor's Brain
Saw this on Facebook and thought it would apply: (View Post…)
"What Ever Happened To Hubris?" with apologies to Tom Leher
So… I had my head in the locker under the galley sinks and smelt fuel. Pulled up the galley rug and the teak floor was covered. Looked into the hatch under the stairs to the pilot house and Hello Toetag! there was a lake of diesel fuel… OK maybe no…
