Anchoring at Night in Strange Places; It’s not for the Faint Hearted.

Only day’s away from completing this 2,000-mile, two-month journey, I found myself breaking yet another of my hard and fast rules I made for myself 5 years ago.  Entering yet another harbor at night, and having to anchor by radar, avoiding darkened, moored boats and mooring balls. But like most hard and fast rules, IContinue reading “Anchoring at Night in Strange Places; It’s not for the Faint Hearted.”

It Wasn’t Me; It was the Motherboard, I Swear

No, I haven’t died or been in jail, I was in computer-less purgatory. You know that place you end up when you depend on your laptop to communicate with the outside world. And sure, a cell phone is great for talking, but if you think I’m going to write a blog post on it, asContinue reading “It Wasn’t Me; It was the Motherboard, I Swear”

Third Time is the Charm, I Hope

As of Tuesday evening,  we are planning to try to get to Magdalena Bay, 130nm, tomorrow. Our third try in the last 9 days. Though even at that, we will probably we stuck there for three days over the weekend, as another period of very strong (15 to 25 kts) winds is forecast to hitContinue reading “Third Time is the Charm, I Hope”

Laptop Dead as a Doornail

My HP Envy Laptop died a few weeks ago. Add poor internet connections, so I have no been able to even write about the trials and tribulations of the last 4 weeks. As yo can see at Share.Delore.com/Dauntless I’m still in Cabo, but am planning on leaving Sunday morning before noon. But then I triedContinue reading “Laptop Dead as a Doornail”

Return to Huatulco

I could call this, Mexico Just Works, at least this part. As international trips of 3,000+ miles go, this was by far one of the easiest ever! 13 hours after wake-up at oh-dark-thirty, I was being dropped off at my hotel in Huatulco. Hotel Balcon Gueela turned out to be a really nice, comfortable placeContinue reading “Return to Huatulco”

Why I Am Not Afraid

  Being in the New Ross Boat Yard daily, now in the spring, almost daily I run into people who ask me about our passage across the Atlantic.  They always ask if I was ever afraid.  Yes, inwardly I do roll my eyes, but now I have my answer down rote, I was never afraid,Continue reading “Why I Am Not Afraid”