Sailing on the Distant Horizon

As mentioned in the previous post, The #1 bus takes the road along the south shore. That description was a bit oversimplified. There is a bus, the #6 that goes to St. David’s Island as well. I have not been to St. David’s Island yet. This post describes my recent week-long visit to Castle Harbor, […]

There are four buses that go from St. George to Hamilton on the other side of the island. The #1 goes along the south shore. The #3 takes the Middle Rd. The #10 and #11 go along the north shore. I chose to take the #10 to a village called Flats. This is where the

It was Friday, January 13th, 2023. Yes, Friday the 13th. I’m not superstitious. Why should I be? I am not a Knight Templar! When I returned to Bermuda a couple of weeks ago, I sailed through The Town Cut into Convict Bay. With a broken propellor shaft, the anchor was set under sail alone. I

The boat was rolling from the 6-8 foot waves. I had just completed locking the propeller shaft so it could not slide back and jam the rudder again. Fighting off seasickness, I was able to put the locker back together. Its contents stowed neatly. In less than 10 minutes, the wind was over 30 kts!

Thanksgiving Dinner When I arrived in Bermuda, my stress level was very high. In my view, many things failed along the way. I spent a solid two and a half years going through every system on the boat and so many failures… My spirits were low. I cleared Customs and docked the boat on the

It’s noon on Saturday, November 17th. Noon is a historically significant time when voyaging on the ocean… Ancient mariners would fix their position by the noon sun using a sextant or quadrant. They would shoot the sun… a minute later, they would shoot it again. If the sun moved up, it was before noon. The