Exploring the world on a Vancouver 36
It was late December and we dropped anchor near a small fishing village. The sleepy village lies at the foot of a 750 meter tall old volcano. Rust, orange, and sand colors prevail with grey streaks resembling ash avalanches long ago rolling down the hills of Isla de Cedros.
Continue reading “Isla de Cedros, Baja California”
Certainly our journey through the San Juan Islands was a wonderful start to our adventures, but with nearly fifteen years worth of accumulated ablative antifouling below the waterline of Rua Hatu, the most recent of which was already two years old, we were in desperate need of a bottom job before we crossed any significant expanse of water.
Continue reading “Haulout in Humboldt”
In August we finally provisioned and loaded up the boat in Port Angeles and moved to Sekiu to be ready for a suitable weather window to sail down to Eureka, California, where we intended to haul out the boat and repaint the hull.
Continue reading “Offshore and Southbound”
Being that we are bipedal hominids with opposable thumbs we will never truly understand or be able to convey just how our pets feel about living with us in such close quarters. Nonetheless, we have the utmost respect for all three them, for being so well behaved and unbelievably tolerant with us and each other.
Continue reading “Pet life afloat”
Count us lucky, having managed to sell our house right as the COVID pandemic kicked in to high gear. That was our biggest hurdle before we cut loose. However the two cars proved a great deal more difficult to liquidate once the statewide shelter-in-place orders took effect.
Continue reading “All dressed up with (almost) nowhere to go”