I took five years of French in school. Lord help me if I need to find a bathroom because I can't remember much beyond fromage. That's cheese for all you non-Francophones. It has come as a pleasant surprise, then, to find that my two favorite islands so far are both French. St. Bart's is where… Continue reading Why Guadeloupe Rubs my Enchilada
The Bahamas was our home for about ten weeks. Given the enormity of the experience it seems like it was a lot longer than that. We were in so many different anchorages, saw so many islands, dived and hiked so many varied environments, and met so many interesting people that it's hard to imagine… Continue reading Just Squiddin’ Around
So a geophysicist walks into a bar and asks for two paddle boards, three large magnets, and a hovercraft. No…really. We met this guy on a beach in Culebra. He and his marine biologist girlfriend were with their parents enjoying some quiet family time. Conversation was made and it turns out he’s a bomb sniffer,… Continue reading Culebra is the Bomb(s)!!
Clint and I were married in the Turks and Caicos 12 years ago. We were on the beach in Grace Bay, Providenciales, to be more precise. For the past week Sapodilla Bay, not far from our wedding beach, has been our home. Being here again (it’s been 10 years since our last visit) has… Continue reading Why do these things always happen in the middle of the night??
There are myriad ways to sail the waters of our good mother. For every body of water or path of wind there is a broad vein of information to be mined for that perfect piece of advice to get you through without problem. The difficulty with all that information is figuring out whether the nugget… Continue reading How to Pass the Time in a Deathtrap