We made it to Cartagena in 9 1/2 sailing days- well over 2000 miles! I met this fellow at the Muse0 d’oro in the old town. He gave us a tour of the museum, claiming to speak English. He did- about three words, then he’d lapse into Spanish. But it didn’t matter- I wanted to get a picture of his face.
When I was a kid I grew up in a little shack very much like this. Maybe when I’m older I’ll move to Great Inagua and see if I can buy this one.
After the Gulf Stream my long jeans were no longer necessary, so I made them into shorts.
I departed Newport in Bill Strassberg’s VISIONS OF JOHANNA in mid May. Just to prove I actually got some work done, here I am braced in the main cabin writing the few final chapters of my book. Two days later the jacket was no longer necessary.
We don't build 'em like this anymore.
I spent most of the month of May sailing. First I attended the Family Island Regatta at the invitation of my brother. Then I boarded Doug Diehl’s wonderful CONSULTING TIME for a weeklong sail to Florida. Here I’m at Warderwick Wells studying native Bahamian boat construction techniques. Not sure about that caulking.