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Joy, Terror, and the ICW
As with many things new in life, a first trip on the intracoastal Waterway—mine of course southward from Norfolk towards Miami—is monumental. I am not among the first to learn a new skill in mid-life, but the challenges on the water do not care if you are young or old, nice or mean, retired or weekend…
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Photo Essay
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Southward Bound
For those of you who aren’t following along via Facebook (facebook.com/sailing.ave), here is a very brief summary of our trip so far and a slew of photos. Forgive me in advance if I sometimes use “I” and sometimes “we.” Ave and I are in this together, after all. I left Annapolis early Tuesday morning, December 15th. It was…
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Transmission Submission
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Good, Deeply Hidden, If You Look
Hidden lessons. Metaphoric meanings. Good, deeply hidden. Sailing. My journey. “Two days, and I’m exactly where I was when I started,” I told my friend Chip over the phone. “WRONG!” he cried at me. “Physically you are. Geographically, yes, you are exactly where you were when you started. But mentally? You’re lightyears ahead of where…
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Journeys
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What Is It All About?
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Is it November yet?
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Raise Your Hand If You’re Tired
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I’m Not Sure What Day It Is
I’m not kidding. I’m also not complaining. The work is enjoyable, the accomplishments are satisfying, and the puzzles and challenges are exciting. Just don’t ask me to raise my arms above shoulder height or why there is primer on my face. It’s that kind of week is all. Yesterday I installed vents for my propane…