And we’re underway. No wind, so motoring until we find some. The Yanmar 57s purring at 2,500rpm, and pushing us along at 11.8 knots. Sunshine on my shoulders makes me happy (and warms me up).
We got up at 6:30, wanting to get going by sunrise, about 8am at this time of the year as far North as we are (at the border with Canada). It had dropped below freezing, Vingilótë covered in a...
The steam oven finally came in (it had to come from Europe and took 8 1/2 weeks), so we got up to Vingilótë, wrestled the oven aboard, and are ready to set out early tomorrow morning to get to...
On a boat in motion things move. Though one of the things we love about a catamaran is not living our life at an angle and things reasonably stay where they are for hot, breakable, or edible things,...