Catch up with John & Amy aboard Sequel in the present day. “Yes indeed, there is life after the ICW. As almost a full year has passed since our 25 day voyage, I can attest to that fact first-hand. And I’ve been itching to share them with whomever I can.”
It’s been an honest pleasure for me – and I know the same resonates true for Amy – sharing our experiences on Sequel with all of you. Till some time in the future… Thank you!
Technically, the bitter end is the part of a rope that’s tied off. And from that definition has sprung more dire meanings. But for Amy and I, its meaning is something else altogether.
Arthur is heading our way as we’re anchored in Connecticut, which leaves us to play a game of “find the boat hidden in the storm radar.”
On their way from Sag Harbor, New York, to coastal Connecticut, John and Amy endure a day-long visit from Foghorn Leghorn.
I opted to delay my post of Sag Harbor for a day because I wanted to relate my trials and tribulations with the mooring ball at Oyster Bay. But that’s behind us, we’re at a mooring in Sag Harbor in the Hamptons.
We love a good mooring, especially when they offer a (thought sleep-depraved) lesseon in humility. Behold, dear readers, the tale of John versus the mooring ball.
It was great watching the skyline grow, seeing the Lady appear, marveling at the scope of the new Freedom Tower gleaming from the area that had brought both Amy and I such personal pain.
Jersey Shore, there ain’t no denying it… First off, technically we are on Day 15 of the adventure. I tried to post last night, but
We’re sitting on the bow at our mooring, drinking a glass of wine and watching the dazzling array of watercraft pass. Sometime you have to stop and smell the roses.
Few boat accessories reveal past maintenance failures more than clear vinyl enclosures.
Smarter steering means frequent, but only short, glances at the chartplotter.
In an emergency, a properly maintained, easy-to-launch life raft can make all the difference.
Why we chose to build our dream version of a Selene 60 from the keel up.
Exploring the Utrechtse Vecht on the redesigned Elling E4.
Two decades after their first circumnavigation, Don and Anja Richards are crossing oceans again to help their son, Keith, kickstart his own cruising dream.
We caught up to the liveaboards at their winter roost in Southwest Alaska to chat about following your dreams and living a life less ordinary.
The gig is more workaday than champagne and caviar, and sometimes the harbor patrol saves our bacon.
How I learned to love the solitude and adventure of cruising with my canine companions.
A veteran sailor brings celestial navigation skills to a motoryacht’s transatlantic passage.
