There is a special sort of bad luck that I’ve come to notice during my relatively short time sailing. Perhaps...
My heart beats fast and my hands cling desperately to the rope ladder, as the gentle rolling of the ship...
We’re just under the power lines heading south from Stuart Channel when we catch the wind frolicking up from Burgoyne...
It’s rare that we think of boats and forestry as being intertwined. But in British Columbia, with its vast forests,...
Pam rolled up the headsail and I turned the motor on to cruise east through Gabriola Passage on a slack...
The story of the 55th Shaw Island Classic sailboat race hosted by the San Juan Island Yacht Club begins with...






