Still Plugging Away in Vallejo, But a New Tale of Adventure and Woe on the High Seas

My fresh water replumbing job was 75% done yesterday, today it’s 50% and even that took a couple of hours. Suffice to say that the floor of closet now looks like Charlie Kruger took to it with a chain saw. No pictures, since many who read this are carpenters or at last know how toContinue reading “Still Plugging Away in Vallejo, But a New Tale of Adventure and Woe on the High Seas”

Morocco to the Canaries

Four days on the North Atlantic, 600 nm, four days, 1 hour, 35 minutes, what could go wrong? For one, we found the weak link on this Krogen, it’s me. In my first year of cruising, I would get sea sick maybe a ¼ of the time. Now in my third year, it’s more likeContinue reading “Morocco to the Canaries”

A French Kiss on the Bay of Biscay

Three days, three nights, three hundred and fifty miles, what could go wrong? In my early years of cruising, it what seems like just yesteryear, oh wait, it was just last year, I started out every overnight passage thinking nothing would go wrong. No muss, no fuss, no drama. In spite of the fact thatContinue reading “A French Kiss on the Bay of Biscay”