For the last few years, A Life Aboard has found a welcoming home at the Bangor Daily News. The community of bloggers and support from BDN has been fantastic and I have learned a lot! Nonetheless, the time has come, that I have decided to migrate back to my personally hosted site, which can be […]
No matter how tough you think you are, there is absolutely no way to control or secure a boat once it has broken loose in a hurricane. Which leads me to my main question: what is accomplished by staying aboard?
We were treated to a sight we had read about, dreamed of, and longed for. The long curling white sand beach wrapped around the boat as the clear blue water rippled at the shoreline. The air, crisp and clean, smelled strongly of pine, reminiscent of a remote northern lake. There was only one other boat in the anchorage, and nobody ashore.
The perfect dinghy for us may be vastly different than the perfect dinghy for you. I’d love to hear about what you use and how you’ve adapted it to fit your needs. To start the conversation I thought I’d share our solution to harbor transportation.
Even with an abundance (relatively speaking) of power, there are still some things we just can’t do. One of them is to heat water with an electric water heater. Before I get into the nitty gritty of our situation, I’ll give you a spoiler: we have found a way to make hot water with little electricity or fuel. It is incredible. We now have electricity, refrigeration, and hot showers. This must be what yachting is like!
For the first time in several years, after a few days at home, I was landsick. That’s right; I was not seasick while on the boat, I was landsick walking on shore afterward.
To be honest, we aren’t exactly sure if he fell or jumped. Regardless, he went for a swim on Sunday, making a few laps around the boat before being wrangled into the dinghy.
The goal of my planning was entirely sustainable, off-grid living from May to November. All of our systems will run off of our 12-volt battery system, charged primarily by solar and additionally by wind generators.
This is supposed to be the time of year that we are sanding and painting, cleaning, rigging, and finishing up projects before the sailing season begins. Yet we’ve felt delayed, if not downright bummed out, when the majority of our available work days are fraught with cold, dark, damp or downright wet weather.
The white tipped waves rolling into the marina were 3-4 feet high. Before I knew it, I was knee-deep in the frigid ocean while securing the forward spring line to a new cleat.