The Cheer Spreaders
The Robertson family aboard Del Viento continue a sweet family tradition while spending the holidays in Mexico’s Sea of Cortez.
The Robertson family aboard Del Viento continue a sweet family tradition while spending the holidays in Mexico’s Sea of Cortez.
We’re leaving San Diego as we came, our boom broken. We’re going to try to get it repaired in Mexico. Absurd? Crazy? Maybe. I can’t
“No worries,” I had been telling everyone for the last month—everyone who had pointed out that to go through the Chambly Canal the mast would
I hate not knowing. It’s the one thing that makes me anxious and unsettled and unhappy and unproductive. I don’t mean lack of knowledge, I
A first overnight sail with the kids makes for a memorable Thanksgiving indeed.
The charts we bought in Newfoundland for the St Lawrence River have a neat feature: a letter inside a little diamond leads you to a table in the margin that tells you what the current will be doing just there at each stage of the tide.
“You two are just hiding out down there in the Caribbean,” the voice said to us, “You are not living in the real world.”
As I described in my previous post, we were over-canvased in a gale and we jibed. I too expected the preventer to prevent and I think it failed to do so as a result of line stretch.
Follow along on CW associate editor Jen Brett’s winter southern cruising sojourn aboard Lyra.
Del Viento lifted on a big swell. A big gust blew. The sail slacked for a brief moment and I could feel the stern falling exactly the wrong way.
In order to put some miles in their wake, the Zartman family makes some overnight passages and is rewarded with one of nature’s best shows.
In town we had seen signs for “Mangrove Tours” so we figured there was something to see in the mangroves.
The Robertson family aboard Del Viento continue a sweet family tradition while spending the holidays in Mexico’s Sea of Cortez.
We’re leaving San Diego as we came, our boom broken. We’re going to try to get it repaired in Mexico. Absurd? Crazy? Maybe. I can’t
“No worries,” I had been telling everyone for the last month—everyone who had pointed out that to go through the Chambly Canal the mast would
I hate not knowing. It’s the one thing that makes me anxious and unsettled and unhappy and unproductive. I don’t mean lack of knowledge, I
A first overnight sail with the kids makes for a memorable Thanksgiving indeed.
The charts we bought in Newfoundland for the St Lawrence River have a neat feature: a letter inside a little diamond leads you to a table in the margin that tells you what the current will be doing just there at each stage of the tide.
“You two are just hiding out down there in the Caribbean,” the voice said to us, “You are not living in the real world.”
As I described in my previous post, we were over-canvased in a gale and we jibed. I too expected the preventer to prevent and I think it failed to do so as a result of line stretch.
Follow along on CW associate editor Jen Brett’s winter southern cruising sojourn aboard Lyra.
Del Viento lifted on a big swell. A big gust blew. The sail slacked for a brief moment and I could feel the stern falling exactly the wrong way.
In order to put some miles in their wake, the Zartman family makes some overnight passages and is rewarded with one of nature’s best shows.
In town we had seen signs for “Mangrove Tours” so we figured there was something to see in the mangroves.
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