Having just worked for 95 days straight — and I’m not complaining; well, maybe a little bit — we were appreciative that the marina manager at Santorini’s Vlahada Marina let us bring our 265-square-meter catamaran into the fisherman’s harbor so we could finally get off the boat and feel like humans again. I and the…
Recently, I was invited to an old crewmember’s wedding in Chester on the southwest coast of Nova Scotia, about 60 miles west of Halifax. I’d been to Nova Scotia a couple of times before but had not ventured west of Kentville and the small villages at the top of the Bay of Fundy, which, I…
This is the third story covering my favorite anchorages in the Caribbean, and last time we ended up in Antigua. Having sadly left the northern reef there, you might assume that the next logical stop for any sailor would be St. Martin. Why? Is it because you don’t have time, or you just can’t…
It’s 7 a.m., I just got off watch and its 8 degrees outside. We are 30 miles from Gibraltar after a 1,600-mile trip from Turkey. I can’t emphasize enough how happy I am going to be to get south into the warmer climate and then west to the Caribbean. I’m sure many of you were…