Adventure on the High Seas- Bahamas to New York City (well almost…)
I found myself hanging at the top of a 72 foot mast 250 miles away from the closest point of land in huge swel
I found myself hanging at the top of a 72 foot mast 250 miles away from the closest point of land in huge swel
It was 2:00 AM on Tuesday morning, May 10, 2022 when I felt the boat heel to about 15 degrees. It woke me from
The fog was as dense as French Canadian pea soup. It was so thick that you could not see more than 50 feet in
I found myself alone on my sailboat ILEANA in pitch darkness. It was 4 AM. This was the last leg of
It was pitch black at 3:00 AM in the morning. The singlehanded race had started at 10:00 AM the previous morni
“Clear Caribbean waters, pink and white sandy beaches, a hot tropical climate, refreshing breezes, and frien