Sometimes you sit on shore and ask yourself, “How long has it been since I went sailing?” You don’t count the brief sea-trips you took on someone else’s agenda, you are thinking back to when you lived aboard your own boat. Memories return as you ponder your photo gallery.
Now you are day-dreaming about what you need to do to get your boat sea-worthy and then wonder where you should go. Shakedown cruise to Cuba? Nova Scotia? I know – Florida to Portugal, then to Rio de Janiero, Brasil in order to anchor in their cesspool and enjoy the big party during the 2016 Olympics. Yeah, we should do that. Now, for that list of chores to get the boat ready…
Whew, is it fun to re-step a mast with a too-small boom and rising tide!
Caribbean boys clamor to come aboard
Stormy seas with north Spain in background
Big view of Burgeo, Newfoundland
View from top of DAGNY’s mast, Powder Hole, Bermuda
No they are not being swamped – these fishermen are just hiding behind the waves
At sea one must find things to amuse oneself – Make a boat from a tin can!
Cudillero, Spain – Must motor to make this harbour!
steering between islands on one small jib
It’s a ring photo – We bought matching gold bands and married in 2009
It’s an eBook.
Rhea grows up in the hippie days of the 70’s aboard a hand-built, ocean-voyaging tugboat, home-schooled with her siblings while her parents tow nuclear-reactors and molasses barges. Later she joins Icelander Petur on his 72 foot sailing ketch, Dagny, as they voyage for eight years from Newfoundland to Poland to Venezuela and back. “Nobody has more sea-time than Rhea!”
With an ever-changing crew, Dagny voyages nearly non-stop happily surviving mechanical failures, ripped sails, a keel conversion, irate port captains, multiple mast-removals, and two Newfoundland winters. Petur and Rhea try land life again, before motor-sailing to Greenland and Iceland on a 44 foot Moody delivery. Adventures continue when Dagny is put back together and sets off for points south. As they re-visit ports from Rhea’s childhood, she flashes back to the days of growing up on a tugboat.