It was our old friend Stewart who spotted the sea turtle: A green lump, drifting asleep on the ocean’s currents. The girls all rushed to the...

An hour or so out of San Diego the actuator arm of our auto pilot stopped working. After cursing it a bit, we put a spare on and sailed on ...

 I'm feeling blog guilt. I follow a few blogs and when I check in after a few days and see nothing new, I wonder what's up. What...

Leaving seems to happen in slow stages. There’s the getting ready, the goodbyes and then the sinking in. The getting ready and the goodbyes...

  If you’ve ever traveled with a child you’ll know there are certain magical moments that come when you find a place that causes them to f...

--> It was 14-years-ago that Ev and I were doing our first shakedown on little Ceilydh in preparation for heading south to Mexico . ...

It would seem like our life is nothing but fun. How could you not love sailing in a brisk breeze past gorgeous scenery while sipping boat d...