
There’s This Place…
I’ve never seen any place like this place. It seems to have everything, absent the drawbacks of having everything.
I’ve never seen any place like this place. It seems to have everything, absent the drawbacks of having everything.
But every northward mile since leaving Victoria three months ago has been increasingly… and here is where I don’t know what to say. “Mind-blowing” and “profound” and other superlatives come to mind, but they don’t capture my experience.
In this traveling life, I’m always a visitor, wherever I am. I’m transient, not of the place I was, the place I am, or the place I’m going.
How does school happen in this cruising lifestyle? The truth: it doesn’t.
Since leaving Victoria two months ago, we’ve been overwhelmed by all we’ve seen and experienced. Now that we’ve reached our northern-most point at 59 degrees latitude, we’re going to head south, back to Mexico.
But unassuming Auke Bay is a jumping off point for Glacier Bay National Park, which is why some of the largest privately-owned yachts are here.
I thought at first I was looking at a boat, a big, white cabin cruiser in the distance, anchored at the base of more green mountains. Then it was closer, our first iceberg, and it was otherworldly.
We’re at 56 degrees latitude and our internal clocks are all messed up by our northward progress. The days continue growing longer despite the passing of the summer solstice.
The Robertson family heads out on a challenging hike—warnings in the cruising guide be dammned!
This was nearly the end to a day-long passage, most of which we spent either slack-jawed or smiling. Windy and I agreed it seemed just like we were motoring up the valley floor of California’s Yosemite National Park.
Well, I’m glad you’re here. I’m about to announce The Next Big Thing.
The Robertson family aboard Del Viento deal with U.S. Customs and Border Patrol on their arrival in Friday Harbor, Washington.
I’ve never seen any place like this place. It seems to have everything, absent the drawbacks of having everything.
But every northward mile since leaving Victoria three months ago has been increasingly… and here is where I don’t know what to say. “Mind-blowing” and “profound” and other superlatives come to mind, but they don’t capture my experience.
In this traveling life, I’m always a visitor, wherever I am. I’m transient, not of the place I was, the place I am, or the place I’m going.
How does school happen in this cruising lifestyle? The truth: it doesn’t.
Since leaving Victoria two months ago, we’ve been overwhelmed by all we’ve seen and experienced. Now that we’ve reached our northern-most point at 59 degrees latitude, we’re going to head south, back to Mexico.
But unassuming Auke Bay is a jumping off point for Glacier Bay National Park, which is why some of the largest privately-owned yachts are here.
I thought at first I was looking at a boat, a big, white cabin cruiser in the distance, anchored at the base of more green mountains. Then it was closer, our first iceberg, and it was otherworldly.
We’re at 56 degrees latitude and our internal clocks are all messed up by our northward progress. The days continue growing longer despite the passing of the summer solstice.
The Robertson family heads out on a challenging hike—warnings in the cruising guide be dammned!
This was nearly the end to a day-long passage, most of which we spent either slack-jawed or smiling. Windy and I agreed it seemed just like we were motoring up the valley floor of California’s Yosemite National Park.
Well, I’m glad you’re here. I’m about to announce The Next Big Thing.
The Robertson family aboard Del Viento deal with U.S. Customs and Border Patrol on their arrival in Friday Harbor, Washington.
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