We've been so caught up with Monster that I've fallen behind with posting, so this is a bit belated...
Saturday, 26 April 2014
Busy as Bees
Tuesday, 15 April 2014
Still Waiting
I think the title says it all. We are still waiting on the ice to melt completely. As I think upon it, it always seems that us Sailors are always playing the waiting game. Whether it be for ice, weather, tide or season, parts or crew. It's always hurry up and wait!
Thursday, 10 April 2014
Raising Our Son Aboard
It is only natural that Gordon and I would choose to raise our Son aboard a boat. Sailing is just what we do, and if you know us well, you would most certainly concur. Both Gordon and I grew up on and around boats. It's each of our choosen professions, our passion and ultimately the way we choose to
Friday, 4 April 2014
Counting...
Monday, 24 March 2014
Marching On...
Thursday, 13 March 2014
The Sound of Monster
This weekend marks 5 months living aboard Monster! Slowly, but surely, I am learning her ways, or perhaps more so the sounds of her ways. Given, there will be a lot more for her to say once we leave the dock, but there is many a creak and groan that our old boat mutters as we go about our days.
Tuesday, 4 March 2014
Cooking
I was inspired to write a blog post about cooking after watching a marathon of episodes of Anthony Bourdain's series No Reservations and The Layover. The problem is I think I am more inspired to write about Tony rather than cooking itself. I've kept coming back to work on this post, it's been a
Friday, 21 February 2014
Condensation
Ah, condensation, it is without a doubt a downside of our winter live aboard life. Until now though, this topic of conversation of has been just too close to the surface of my sanity to be subject for a blog post. Condensation, simply put, is the watery result of warm air adjacent to cold air. As the
Wednesday, 12 February 2014
Blogging
I never fancied myself to be a blogger. But, here I am 9 posts and several drafts deep into my own Blog. Admittedly, I am finding that I am really enjoying writing, though I wouldn't consider myself by any means to be a Writer. What I am, is feeling creative. Again. The words have become shapes,
Tuesday, 4 February 2014
The Tedium of Winter
The sound of the ice explodes against the hull, loud enough to jar you from a sound slumber. Listening in the stillness it sounds like fireworks underwater. The first steps forward in the morning will have the ice creak and groan some more as your weight shifts throughout the boat ever so
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