You’re ugly. You sleep around. Stop being a victim. These are just some of the messages and remarks I get on a near constant basis. And I wish I could say it was just from internet trolls. It’s not. From the once generous benefactor who decided he was going to Click here for full post: […] More
I feel like a giant piece of shit that hasn’t actually done anything of any merit. I have no idea why famous ocean sailors like Sam Holmes, Sean D’epagnier, Charlie Doane, and now Matt Rutherford fuck with me at all. I am not even in the same class as them. Click here for full post: […] More
Where do you find the heart of sailing? Is it witnessing both a sunset and a sunrise at sea? Is it in a boatyard with no fresh water, skin itchy with fiberglass? Is it in stepping ashore after a long passage, and drinking sparkling water with a lemon you foraged Click here for full post: […] More
Ah the good old days. Before the hard was hard. I can’t believe it, but I’m going to be back in a fucking boatyard. “It is already making me miss y’all,” I write to a friend from my old yard days. We had fun. Even in our misery. We had a Click here for full […] More