It’s fall. Already. Each time we leave the dock, we know this may be the last cruise of the season....
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In the Port of Friday Harbor Marina, handrails and masts sport glowing, festive colours. Soon, in the darkest days of...
Are you ready to emerge from hibernation? Friday evenings, when we eat dinner at the yacht club, people are talking...
Disclaimer: Pete is not his real name, nor was his boat named Dog My Cats. You will understand why. How...
I KNEW IT WAS A MISTAKE the moment I stuck my arm out to fend off the boat. The wind was...
The bitter wind howled down Colvos Passage with all the force of the frozen north. White caps, like a battalion...
