To Boat Oar Not to Boat | Port Townsend

“Are you nervous?” I asked, glancing towards the shoreline. “Of course I’m nervous,” the skipper responded with a smile, “it’s the biggest docking job of the whole year.” “Stay calm. Whatever you do don’t run around or panic,” ordered the First Mate. He eyed each of us, looking for the first sign of disorder. There... Continue Reading →

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The Borrowed Snow Day

I didn’t actually believe I was going skiing until about 20 minutes before the unfamiliar fluorescent gear was strapped to my feet. In what world does someone without snow pants or winter tires think: “Tomorrow I will be waist deep in powder hoping my friends like me enough to wait at the bottom of the... Continue Reading →

The Broken

“At first, I was worried there would be a lot of broken people out here,” Marg admitted while sipping a glass of vino tinto under the shade of a bar patio. At the time, we all laughed and agreed. We were all having more fun than expected. Wasn’t there supposed to be some element of... Continue Reading →

Lost in Prague

January 4-6 “Do you think it’s time to leave Europe?” I said it without a hint of a smile and I certainly wasn’t joking. To understand how we got to this point at about 12:30pm on a Monday, you need to understand the events of the previous three days or so. Somewhere in Vienna I... Continue Reading →

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