The bitter wind howled down Colvos Passage with all the force of the frozen north. White caps, like a battalion...
When my husband and I both worked in Seattle, we lived aboard the Comtesse Deuxième, our old wood 55-foot Chris...
It’s fall. Already. Each time we leave the dock, we know this may be the last cruise of the season....
Contrary to the weather forecast, a sturdy breeze pushes persistent rain sideways, aiming to soak unprotected pant legs and feet....
This month, we’re leaving our boat in the salt and heading inland to the houseboat capital of the world. Halfway...
What would St. Patrick’s Day be without glittered shamrocks and leprechauns, and for the menu, green beer and corned beef...