Within 20 minutes of rounding the corner of the Bay of San Carlos, we were both wearing our harnesses and were tethered in. These were harnesses and tethers we thought we might never use. It was a beautiful day, but the wind had kicked up to 20 knots right on the nose...
You may have sensed a bit of resentment in the last post we wrote describing our relationship with our engine. We were just going through a little rocky patch, and everything is fine now. There is no need to worry or get upset, we’ve sorted out some differences...
The act of sailing invokes a romantic notion, one of freedom, simplicity, leisure. All you must do is hoist a sail and you can go wherever you like. No muss, no fuss, right? So why the hell have we come home from the boatyard drenched in diesel fuel and motor oil...
