You get a little of everything in the South Salish Sea, but most of all you get solitude. There’s a lot of water down there and the people are few and far between. (Except for our crew of adventurers of course.)
My summer didn’t involve nearly as much time on the water as I’d hoped and as the equinox slid by, I was desperate to go on one more cruise. Read the rest of the story across the jump at the Woodenboat Forum.
When I was in the teacher business, I’d go to conferences and people would wear these hilarious buttons that read things like “Math is Fun.” They didn’t don T-shirts saying ice cream is a tasty treat. And they didn’t smile. Continue reading “Boating is Fun”
When I leave the shore, it doesn’t matter whether it is settled with vacation homes, crowded with industry, or sporting a forest preserve because the water here in the Salish Sea is so cold and unforgiving that if I fall in, I wouldn’t last long. Continue reading “Wilderness on the Water”
Most boaters in this hemisphere would say that opening day is sometime in the spring, likely the first weekend of May. For me though, opening day is a feeling more than a date. It’s the day that the low clouds and steady drizzle of winter part, the north wind blows, and you can actually feel the warmth of the sun. Continue reading “Opening Day is When I Say”
Spring is the season of hope. You wake up and it might be rainy. Better, it could be a day with blazing sunshine. It could rain, hail, or snow. Or all three in the course of an hour. It could be windy and bitter cold, but not for long. The one sure thing about spring in the northwest is that it will be variable. Each day brings the promise that the next one will be a little longer and the weather will be a little better than the last. Continue reading “Falling for Fall”
I went to Canada’s Gulf Islands National Park Reserve in June to explore the edge. I didn’t make any big crossings. I didn’t push my limits. I just crept along the fringe of the land and sea. Continue reading “Island Art”