When I tell fellow sailors that I keep a log for my 18-foot sail and oar boat, they mostly look puzzled. “Why would I want to do that?” I see them wonder.
Sure, it’s an open boat, and my thwart-based nav station consists of a chart in a clear plastic case, a bright-yellow $40 direct-read ball compass, and a digital watch I got at a garage sale. But lack of serious gear doesn’t mean there’s no place for a log aboard a small boat.
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Who’s up for a little French whipping? Continue reading “Ooh La La”
Canada, prepare to be raided! Speed, hooting, and hollering are bound to occur, but no fear; northern waters will be free of the violence and destruction typically associated with the term. Read the rest across the jump at ThreeSheetsNW.
I spent far too much time in 2017 applying toxic marine products to my boat. On sunny, breezy summer days, it was hard to avoid feeling like the best part of the season had escaped me: respirator strapped on, I felt like Darth Vader on a lonesome death star, rather than the cruiser I longed to be… (The rest of this article is an expansion of the one that appeared here in the summer and can be found across the jump at 3SNW.)
Although I usually avoid sailing much during the summer, it’s starting to bother me that Row Bird has been out of the water for several weeks. Everything has a cost. If you want something in life, you have to pay for it. Continue reading “Varnishing and Life”
The editors here at Terrapin Tales generally follow the Fun Boat Manifesto: as long as it’s fun, and doesn’t harm anyone else, go for it. But we haven’t been on the water as much as we should lately, and maybe that’s what’s making us a bit cranky. Aside from being irked by large motor boat wakes, which we’ll get to in a later editorial, we’re here to state that we’re firmly against pirate flags, except on actual pirate ships. Continue reading “Editorial: Lose the Pirate Flag”