Aireys inlet — The sea, shining with a soft slightly wavering light, shimmering with heat waves, yet cool, oh yes cool, when the breeze touches the skin. I’m a landlubber myself, but I treasure a memory of sailing on the sea. Even in those few hours: a voyage of discovery!
Liverpool — This is my first attempt at recording the audio to go along with the picture you see. I think this will really help to convey the atmosphere of a place. In this scene for instance, only looking at ...
Madeira — Thirty hours without sleep, fifteen without food. Biting my tongue to stay awake, peering out into the abyss to scout for other boats. There is nothing to see; nobody goes here. Too tired to cook. We’...
West kelowna — We slow down; I see the wind in the mainsail is not as strong as before. Frank tells me to push the tiller to adjust the boat, and I duck as the boom swooshes over my head. We start catching wind agai...
It's summer on the Okanagan Lake
Biting my tongue to stay awake, peering out into the abyss to scout for other boats. There is nothing to see; nobody goes here.
Dolphins jumping out of the fog
Put to sea!
Where are you sailing to on this windy afternoon?
Bird calls
Poetry sailing
Learning to Sail