The late afternoon crossing of the Juan de Fuca Strait promised to be a cold, lumpy affair. Seas pushed by...
Disclaimer: Pete is not his real name, nor was his boat named Dog My Cats. You will understand why. How...
Are you ready to emerge from hibernation? Friday evenings, when we eat dinner at the yacht club, people are talking...
What would St. Patrick’s Day be without glittered shamrocks and leprechauns, and for the menu, green beer and corned beef...
Welcome the yin and yang of June. My husband and I thread a conversation through the lengthening days, each of...
One of the great joys of late summer is the abundance of juicy, ripe tomatoes. From old favourites such as...






