Sep 30, 2018
We anchored Spartina in 15’ of water near a narrow beach just west of Lynyard Cay. I snorkeled over the anchor to make sure we had a good set. After that, Grace (the dog), Julia, and I dinghied over for a walk-about. The roughly 100-yard long carbonate sand beach was...
Sep 30, 2018
The mailboat idled by Spartina at 5 a.m. as we sat moored in Settlement Harbour, Great Guana Cay, Abaco. Deck lights illuminated two Bahamians securing gear as it exited the harbor. Left behind on government docks was a mountain of dry goods, hardware, and the mail....
Sep 30, 2018
We left Nassau the first week of July 1996 aboard Sailing Vessel Royal Affair, bound for New York City. I’d never been to New York and was excited about the visit. The 90-foot charter sailing yacht was one of two owned by my employer — we’ll call him Homer. I took...
Sep 30, 2018
John awoke abruptly to the sound of fiberglass splintering against granite as his boat pounded across the rock groin. Soon he and his 32-foot sailboat washed ashore. A friend messaged, wondering if my boat had washed up on the beach. Standing in Spartina’s main salon,...
Oct 11, 2017
My Folly Comfort Zone It’s a crazy world out there, sometimes you just need to get to your happy place Driving home across the James Island connector from Charleston, still smarting from my second parking ticket in less than a week, I realize my current “parking plan”...
