Winter’s Final Bite
The final blow to the canopy, after the snow receded. I mentioned, a few posts back, the ill-fated bow shed …
Invention’s Other Mother
Adapting a bracket for the windvane while at anchor One of the reasons that the old saw about necessity being …
Catching up Some More
Ganymede uncovered in winter In a huge departure from my normal practice of letting everyone forget I even have a …
Catching Up
A half dozen or so blog posts back, before getting distracted by the tiny schooner Pshrimp, I hinted at a …
All You Can Really Want
View from Cathedral Ledge in New Hampshire For about a week after the first failed launch of Pshrimp that I …
The “P” is Psilent
Emily paints Pshrimp’s name on It happens, from time to time, that an alert reader or acquaintance will express wonder …
A Paper Trail for a Plywood Boat
Spring, where we live, always comes in fits and starts. Last month I wore shorts to work; two days later …
A Season for Not Much
February in New England When King Solomon famously said that there is a season for everything, he obviously had not …
A Man’s Home is His Boatyard
A tiny schooner, a canopy, and a dinghy. Of all the advantages of owning a decent-sized property rather than renting …
Feeling Technical
When I pitched the idea of a series of boatbuilding articles to Cruising World magazine fourteen years ago, I sent …
Casting Bread on the Waters
What goes around comes around, they say. I little imagined, when I gave away my first cruising boat more than …
Post in the Time of Pandemic
I had hoped, while writing the last blog post, that by the time I wrote this next one the whole …











