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.
No sail and oar trip is complete without some long slog under oar and catching at least a few crabs. Continue reading “Catching a Crab”
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”
There’s a time in the late fall when it hasn’t rained for a while and the Columbia River gets low. Really low. Most boaters have called it a season, but there are still some fine days left if you watch for the right weather window. Continue reading “A Little Luck”
Although there are plenty of diversions, this is essentially a boat blog. I’m definitely more of a sailor than a builder, but clearly some of the rest of you aren’t. The most consistently popular page on the website isn’t the story about sponges (its had mixed reviews, but I think is hilarious), nor was it about my desire for better souvenirs (which got a lot of comments, but not many readers), nor was it any other post on bicycles…
Continue reading “Nerding Out”
Fifteen sailboats, one motor yacht, one trawler. Those were the only boats I saw on the Columbia, today, the day after Thanksgiving. Force 3 wind. One dumb guy (me) with just oars. No lines. No shopping. Fantastic.