Day 4: Offshore to Panama Today, we might as well be driving a car. Very slowly. We’ve got a single engine chomping diesel and pushing Jerry through minimal wind and waves. Sails are spookily quiet, as they are all tucked away. With the weather drama knob turned way down, Mel’s muse has become disinterested and…
Day 3: Offshore to Panama The original title of this post was going to be: Still Flying (a Spinnaker) to Panama. The title was changed because that is a lie. The spinnaker is currently down, due to calamity. Of course it is. Whenever Mel goes offshore, a little part of her never relaxes or goes…
Allow me to explain Mel’s face. Reason for face #1: Spinnaker is up! Hoisting once again challenged the very foundations of Greg and Mel’s marriage, just as hanging wallpaper together does. Such things demand extreme precision and flawless communication. This is of course easy to do when you are middle-aged and have not yet adjusted…
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