I KNEW IT WAS A MISTAKE the moment I stuck my arm out to fend off the boat. The wind was...
When my husband and I both worked in Seattle, we lived aboard the Comtesse Deuxième, our old wood 55-foot Chris...
Disclaimer: Pete is not his real name, nor was his boat named Dog My Cats. You will understand why. How...
It’s fall. Already. Each time we leave the dock, we know this may be the last cruise of the season....
Where would you rather be right now? I’ve been walking up and down our home dock in Friday Harbor, asking...
In the Port of Friday Harbor Marina, handrails and masts sport glowing, festive colours. Soon, in the darkest days of...