theboatnotes

Yep. I am writing this from a little waterside bar in Isla Mujeres Mexico. A bit of a curve ball, but spontaneity goes well with the sport. We met Nate and Maryam during “happy hour” at the boot key harbor tiki hut. Emilia was playing with her friends with all the bean bags for corn hole […]

We have arrived! From the day that we came into possession of our first boat, the Frog, our vision was to get her (or some other lucky girl) south to clear water. 7 years ago we took a trip to the Florida Keys by car, and stayed at a cheap-as-hell air b and b in […]

My how time flies when- You thought I was going to say: “when you’re having fun” didn’t you? Well, in reality it flies when you have kids. With kids, time soars like an eagle. I literally can’t believe it’s been over a month since we started this journey.  I was going to title this post […]

After months of meticulous planning and unraveling of events we planned and unplanned and planned again, and finally headed south. No matter how we dice it, the only thing we really have control over is our direction. And as beautiful as Maine must be in the winter; I choose south. My ideal picture of how […]

Now before you all get excited; no, there was not a literal knock down of our boat. Just a metaphorical shattering of any presupposed confidence we thought we may have rightfully earned and owned. I will start in the middle of my story before going backwards to relay our goings ons since the last post. […]

We have been back home for a month or so now, and as much as I thought I was ready for it and even longed for it, I am already fighting the sedentary restlessness that is bearing down on me. I figure, if I can’t be on the boat right now, I can at least […]

We didn’t waste any time in getting moving again! Our friend Paul showed up the same evening that Stan left. We had big plans to leave early the following morning from Oriental to Cape Lookout. The Beaufort Inlet can be a nasty beast, and we were a little worried what the trip might look like […]

The next day we pulled anchor and motored north, off to explore more of Georgia’s luscious and steamy waterways. The ICW really doesn’t have much in the way of sailing. We will raise the sails a few more times I’m sure, but the ditch is so narrow I will be surprised if we get to […]