Other Water Fronts
Just returned from a wedding in California where we visited three kinds of water, not to worry about it, or tell people what to do with it, or pontificate about it, but just to do the best things possible with it:
Just returned from a wedding in California where we visited three kinds of water, not to worry about it, or tell people what to do with it, or pontificate about it, but just to do the best things possible with it:
We interrupt this program for a special cruising report from Fairhaven, Massachusetts It was rainy this morning here in Fairhaven, where we’ve taken a slip at the Acushnet River Safe Boating Club, across the Acushnet River from that historic seaport, New Bedford. We’re stationary for a few weeks while Tom works on a construction project…
Preparing for catastrophe The wind took down another tree yesterday, a wild cherry from the little grove at the edge of the road. We came home to find it all cut up in firewood size lengths. Presumably by someone who needed to drive up the road. Hope nobody’s car got squished this time. As my…
Buy a Boat and Travel That’s the dream of the cruising life. In reality, there is one more step. No boat, no matter how new, or how well equipped, is ready for sea on the day you buy her. So it’s more like buy a boat, make her yours, and travel. We worked on Domino…
The day after Christmas, Atlantic City taunted us. The peak of a slant-roofed tower rose out of the sea soon after we left Manasquan. It continued to grow all day and was joined by other, smaller towers, but for hours they remained Atlantis-like, half-sunk in the ocean. It seemed they would never draw closer, we…
Some events have to be remembered instead of immortalized with imagery. All those old sea battles and Biblical beheading scenes were painted from memory, or imagination, well after the fact. There’s just no way to set up an easel on a ship that’s being shelled. Mutinous crowds don’t tend to stop for the artist who…
As I was driving home from work tonight a strand of frothy cloud stretched the length of Whidbey Island. At either end it joined into a massive cloud bank. Watching these clouds I flashed back to another atmospheric display over Stonehenge last month. A rainstorm had chased us all the way from Montacute to Stonehenge….