Leave the Dance With the One You Brung

I wrote a story for the winter Kadey Krogen magazine, Waypoints. People occasionally ask me why KK or weren’t you afraid? etc., so I ended up writing a story that was tryly heartfelt. More than heartfelt, it distilled feelings that have only gotten stronger after 6 years and 25,000 miles. In a few years, whenContinue reading “Leave the Dance With the One You Brung”

Hindsight is Not Always 20-20

Despite my accomplishments this past year, another 2500 miles behind me, the Golden Gate in front of me, the Baja bash, Panama Canal, the Atlantic Ocean, behind me, I wonder if I did not make some big mistake. For not the first time, I wondered about my sudden decision to flee northern Europe two yearsContinue reading “Hindsight is Not Always 20-20”

The Dauntless Winter Home

Passing under the Golden Gate, I felt the chapter coming to the end. Like turning the page and seeing only a short paragraph remaining. As I made my course eastward under the bridge, the winds picked up as forecast to westerly at 20 to 25 knots. I was happy to have just gotten up theContinue reading “The Dauntless Winter Home”

The Golden Gate

On the 63rd day since getting underway from Huatulco, 2300 hard miles ago, I got up for the last day at 02:00. 70 gallons of fuel would be more than enough to get Dauntless the last leg to San Francisco Bay and Vallejo. Checking the current tables, I had to get to the Golden GateContinue reading “The Golden Gate”

With My Heart Still Racing

I still needed to get Dauntless out of this harbor safely. After a close call, like I just had, it’s easy to relax your guard, but it’s still dark, in a narrow channel lined with boats, piers, infrastructure and even sleeping otters. For 30 minutes I threaded my way thru the horseshoe shaped channel. AtContinue reading “With My Heart Still Racing”

Seconds from Disaster

A long, harrowing day was over. A good night’s sleep erased much of the drama. I was closer and closer to the end of this Baja bash. 07:25 I get up 07:30 I did my morning checks and log entries: Fuel: 3.25” port; 5.5” stbd Batts: Current draw -8 amps, 12.48v, -84 amp-hrs. H2O: 72-galContinue reading “Seconds from Disaster”

The Rest of the Story

Larry had returned to Alaska also, so when I got back to Dauntless on the 24th. I’d be taking her the last 400 miles of this 2000+ mile trip to Vallejo on my own. I had a plane ticket to leave Sacramento on 3 July to Austin. Assuming I had to arrive on the 2nd,Continue reading “The Rest of the Story”

Time Waits for No One

I was on schedule, the one I’d made month’s earlier. It was June 10th. 460 nm to go to our winter home of Vallejo, close compared to only a month ago, but now time was getting compressed. My hard, drop dead dates were also much closer.  July 6th was the hardest one, my flight fromContinue reading “Time Waits for No One”

Dauntless Returns to the USA

Dauntless returned to the USA on June 9, 2018; four years after she left Cape Cod, Mass. I left with Julie and came back with Larry, an interesting swap. But it’s nice to share special moments with special people and I’ve known Larry since we met on T-3 in 1973. He’s good crew. He knowsContinue reading “Dauntless Returns to the USA”

Self-Reliance

People tell me how brave I am to cross oceans in a little boat like my 42-foot Kadey Krogen. That’s a sentiment that always makes my uncomfortable. I know I’m not brave and I hate fixing things because I suck at it. But I’m prepared, and I pride myself on being self-reliant. That self-reliance trumpsContinue reading “Self-Reliance”

Third Time is the Charm; But it Wasn’t Easy

After arriving on the southern tip of Baja California May 9th, two weeks later we are faintly getting out of this tourist trap. Oh, Cabo, or better yet, Cabo Falso, has finally loosened her grip on us to to us pass. My two previous attempts were unpleasant at best, more like miserable. And on eachContinue reading “Third Time is the Charm; But it Wasn’t Easy”

The Good, the Bad & the Ugly

Cabo San Lucas is a sunny, dry, playland for those with more money than sense. It’s a step towards reality, if your starting point was the Mexican Pavilion at Disney World or Las Vegas. It’s everything I have a point of avoiding during my last 40 years of international travel and exploration. Worse of all,Continue reading “The Good, the Bad & the Ugly”