Aleta Takes a Walk

“Aleta’s gone!”, Carol suddenly cried out. “What do you mean, gone?” “Look – at my Navionics – she’s dragged her anchor and – gone! Oh, my god!” We’d gotten in the habit of turning  the Navionics charting app on our …

Trial and Error

What is it about learning? Some get it out of the way quickly, others spend a lifetime figuring things out. The question that’s always rattled around in my mind is who gets bored more easily – the educated or the …

Video: Stepping the Mast

Position: 38°19’43.0″N 76°27’32.2″W On a sailboat the paint bone is connected to the mast bone, is connected to the rigging bone, is connected to the radar bone, is connected to GPS bone, is connected to the hull bone, is connected …

Hammin’ It Up

Position: The Radio Room “Ain’t it like most people? I’m no different, we love to talk on things we don’t know about.” – The Avett Brothers, Ten Thousand Words Harboring a fantasy and living it is, let’s be honest,  not …

Painting Aleta

Why did we choose red when we painted Aleta? According to Chinese folklore the invisible red thread of destiny binds soulmates together. Traditionally, men and women bound by a red thread will one day become lovers and marry. Adoptive parents …

Shake ’em on Down

Position: 38°41’35.4″N 76°10’29.8″W We woke to drizzle and dragged ourselves and the anchor up to face the day. About two hours after leaving Rhode River it turned out to be the venue of a drama far greater than we’d expected. …

The Adventure Begins

Position: 38°52’56″N 76°31’35″W As they say, the adventure begins when things go wrong. And wrong they went. After a week of figuring out how to make several of the punch list items work, Aleta (formerly: The Beguine) made her way …