The worse thing to find on your deck are little screws, bolts, and nuts. Where did they come from? Something important? Well Toni found a small set screw and we could not find anything within reach that it might belong to so up the mast I had to go. It belonged to the windex. I put some threadlock on it and returned it where it had escape, with a stern scolding. I am getting too old for this :(

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A great day of sailing needs to be capped with a great dinner. Some vegetables from the garden, some prime ribeyes, and a nice bottle of red wine surely creates one of those "Moments in Time". We are anchored in Battle Creek, across from Long Cove, the home port of our 18-foot Trimaran going back to the 1970s. This is where it all began.

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I grew up sailing the local waters of the Patuxent River and the Chesapeake Bay, where we stood constant watch for other boats, crab pots, and debris in the water. Sometimes it is hard to relax. It is not until you go off the coast that you really come to appreciate the peace and solitude of sailing and the sea. You have time to enjoy your surroundings and mentally record those Moments in Time. Feel free to comment and let us know your thoughts. Subscribe and share the adventure!

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