Keeping with a Donald-Fagen-Is-Tired-Of-Your-Coachella-Bullshit style, I thought I’d wrap a few thoughts up with some pretty pictures (or not) and give a downground report on the most recent sailing adventure me and sixteen others did on two sailing catamarans in the British Virgin Islands earlier this month, a trip planned over nearly two years to … [Read more…]
Here’s the full video – a little Jim Jarmusch-y, but you get the idea. Might not be safe for work. Can’t really remember.
From our BVI Trip: Playing the Top Gun Anthem while sailing. More video on the way soon.
I’m staring out at the winglets of our 737 to Chicago, all the dramatic weather that followed our group in the Caribbean now gone away below, replaced with perfect teal sky, erasing the ever-changing, emblematic mixture of winds and wet that made this my most dynamic BVI sailing trip to date: every day an adventure, … [Read more…]
I’ve wrestled for years with the concept of delegation. I’ve had clear pictures for the ideas in my head and feel solely responsible for carrying them out. On this trip, it’s become obvious I can no longer expect to live and thrive under the comfortable umbrella of solipsism. The crew on this boat has knit … [Read more…]
When I got started in sailing, I spent hours in my small craft wandering the vicinity of the Elliot Bay Marina, filled with masts. There I saw my first cruising catamaran: a paragon of the tropical lifestyle, fat, opulent hulls holding luxurious bunks, grills, ovens, radios and televisions, all held together with two throbbing diesel-fed … [Read more…]
Just a quick note to confirm that we’re here – the whole gang, and setting sail today. Hope to check in from Norman Island, but no promises.