The Sensation of Yes
I was glad to be alone with the boat. Not having a pregnant wife…
Armed
Coming into Mobile Bay, tying up at Dog River Marina, I had a…
Virtue of the Easy Way
We had been on the move for a month. Starting out, I had tried…
Auspices
I saw signs in the flight of birds. “Auspices” the ancient…
What Independent Means
I was supposed to be independently wealthy. How else could I…
Strain
We anchored in Sabine Pass, among giant oil rigs used for drilling…
A Man's Place
For several days, I debated whether to swallow my pride and motor…
Deepwater Anxiety
We motor-sailed on to Galveston, another easy run, no wind to…
Superstitious
No amount of precaution and planning would keep Betsy comfortable…
Belly Up
Betsy was all for heading to the Caribbean or Central America,…
Tuning the Rig
We had not had sex since living together in the mountains. Back…
Name Change
We were hungover leaving the yacht broker’s house. I asked…