Reason #369 why living on a sailboat doesn’t suck: almost every sailor is musically inclined in one way or another.  And music makes everybody happy, especially when burgers and rum are involved.  My “musical inclination” is rhythm guitar, that is to say, I can’t sing worth a shit and I can strum about ten different chords.  Thankfully, everyone else around here has much more talent.  Using my fingers to count, I think I came up with two drummers, two bassists, one flutist, one pianist, and six guitarists – and boaters all.  Our sailing-school-turned-DJ business at the dock is our studio, and quite a crowd shows up to partake in the jamming or just listen to the music throughout the night.  A Howl is held once a month (for “howl at the moon when it’s near-full”) and the other three weekends a month we find some other excuse to party when the moon doesn’t cooperate.  And the best part about it is that I can walk the 20 yards to my boat when it’s over.  This night was the “Dodecual Jam Session”.  I heard that “dodecual” is a Catholic term, but I’m a terrible Catholic with no inkling what it might mean so I’ll just say that this night was to celebrate shorts & sandals weather.  Come on out to join us. Read More→

Rewriting the big list!

This “living aboard” thing has been going better than I planned…I’m surviving my first winter (albeit a mild one) and am thoroughly enjoying life on the dock.  My whole reason for ditching life “on the hard” one year before setting out on my “Big Trip” was to work on projects and get Saoirse ready just as much as getting myself ready.  But right now my checklist doesn’t have very many checks next to anything. Read More→