Onward, O’er the Bounding Main
The date of our scheduled arrival in San Francisco was drawing ever nearer – and there was simply no way to get there without paddling the intervening miles.
A Russky Homecoming
We rolled out from our sleeping bags and unzipped the tents to gaze upon a new day, yet encountered a scene that closely resembled what we’d seen on the two previous mornings.
A Peaceable Fortification
Most folks first encounter Fort Ross after they drive past a set of hairpin turns on Coast Highway 1 in central Sonoma County.
Sailin’ on South
Lucky me! Dawn drove up from just south of San Francisco to share part of a day and evening with me on another gorgeous stretch of California’s North Coast.
The Greening of Bodega Head
Amid the course of human events, warring parties often do battle via dueling narratives long before they get around to exchanging blows.
Try to Go Past the Landlord’s Lair
We felt warmly welcomed by many folks at each port-of-call along our voyage
Drawing Inside the Strait to a Golden Gate
After a modicum, of good-natured grousing we gobbled some breakfast, packed up, and launched. Then something interesting happened: we lost Bo Barnes.
Home are the Sailors, Home from the Sea
After many weeks of wrestling Pacific storms, ripping up our navigation plans then taping them back together, we’d touched the bay’s golden threshold.
North Coast Series Postlude
400-mile reflection on respect for our coast.
