Our first construction project at Camp Many Moons stretches over 90', rises about 10', and is made of local hemlock. Our fabulous new fence! And we put it up all by ourselves. So satisfying. Why a fence when we live remotely, you ask? Because it isn't that remote. Yes, we have 300 feet of waterfront, … Continue reading The Fence
Mainship Many Moons left Camp Many Moons over a week ago and sits in a marina about 8 miles' drive away, awaiting her lift-out date. We miss seeing it anchored off-shore and spending the night on board. But we aren't mourning. So much to do -- and fun to have -- at the camp which … Continue reading Happy Land Lubbers
Sitting at a gusty but private anchorage tonight near the town of Swansboro, N.C., it all seems so improbable. On July 30 last year, the Mainship Many Moons left Keweenaw Bay in Michigan's Upper Peninsula to start The Great Loop, not knowing how far we would get. Along the way, we've learned that we are … Continue reading 4,000 Miles and Still Going…
Now that I'm back on The Loop, I find myself wondering where the other Loopers are now. Well, here! Some of them, anyway. Three other Looping boats joined us this week at Hontoon Island State Park on the St. Johns River in Central Florida, and three more passed by recently or arrived as we prepared … Continue reading Where are the Loopers? Here!
If you don't live full-time in Florida, the caution signs are disconcerting at first. For a day or so, you keep a close eye on the riverbanks and the water surface. You imagine what might happen if you fall overboard. You wonder how many teeth they really have. But after a few days and several … Continue reading ‘Gators! No Swimming Here …
"Great time, wish you were here!" Back when people mailed post cards, that's what they often wrote. I used to wonder if it was meant to trigger envy. There are many things to envy about this adventure...and, some things, not. It is beautiful and (mostly) peaceful here in central Florida, and much to see. But … Continue reading Friends, Fun, Heat
Our arrival at Slip F-126 in the St. Ignace Public Marina is not fun - except for meeting a new friend. His name is Phil. He lives in his fishing boat all summer. He arrived with a pole. A long one. Just in time. Entering new marinas is occasionally easy but usually stressful. This is … Continue reading To St. Ignace (Day 12)
Yachts! Lots of yachts. Forty-one of them are starting the Trans Superior Yacht Race today and here we are in the middle of them. Almost. We followed some of them out of Munising, Grand Marais, and Whitefish Point -- our last three ports-of-call. They were the reason it took us a week to get through … Continue reading To “The Soo” (Day 9) – The Yachts
Yup, still here. Why? The biannual Trans Superior International Yacht Race, which begins in three days near Sault Ste. Marie ("The Soo," to locals.) That's where we're headed -- and many yachts too, who are competing with us for dock space. We've been traveling with some of them for days. We gave them the pier … Continue reading Grand Marais (Day 6)
The waterfront path at my camp is the first thing I cleared after buying the land. It's lined with stumps, every 20 feet or so -- with foreign words on them. You may be stumped by this! Let me explain. Some people are content to look at a pretty scene. I want to feel it. … Continue reading Stumped? I’m Finnish!