June 2006 By Tom Snyder One of the great features in most cruising magazines is the addition, at the end of exciting feature stories, of a post script often titled something like “In Retrospect” or “Lessons Learned” or “What We Should Have Done Differently.” It is here where the readerRead More

Tahoe hadn’t signed up for the boating life, but that’s what he got. Now, like his owners, he’s a natural afloat.

May 2006 By Dodge Morgan Teaching yourself to sail is quite like it was when you taught yourself to walk. There is a fresh innocence about the challenge, with the very first steps being the most intimidating because the act itself then appears to be beyond the reach of possibility.Read More

May 2006 By Tom Snyder Good fences make good neighbors. And by the same token, good sailing rules make good racers. Anyone who reads the forgoing will wonder if only the geekiest boat magazine could print such a thing. Nevertheless, I claim that what makes this nation great are ourRead More

April 2006 By Tom Snyder I have yet another nautical confession to make… You probably distrust the kind of people who insist on revealing embarrassing details in the early moments of meeting you. I distrust them. I’ll bet you do, too. Go ahead — admit it out loud. (If youRead More

April 2006 By Dodge Morgan It is daunting when your own “I remember” becomes “old history” for most others. I am not talking abstract, near-term world changes such as the Internet and fake knee joints. I am talking reverie fresh in my mind that impresses my audience as being exhumedRead More

Midwinter 2006 By Dodge Morgan Of all life’s joys, sailing is a strong No. 2 after sex. This truism becomes emblazoned with clarity during a midwinter in Maine, because sailor’s minds are diverted to memories of occasions when the lead pair of human joy – those two “S” words –Read More

Midwinter 2006 By Tom Snyder I recently came across a photo of my boat lying on its side in a field of rocks. This is a photo that demands a story. One doesn’t look at it and simply say, “Wow, she really is on her side.” So this story doesn’tRead More

Sure life would be easier without them, but it wouldn’t be as interesting

October 2005 By Dodge Morgan Twenty-five years ago, Eagle was only 54 years old and I was a 48-year-old pup. The two of us were cuddled in Christmas Cove for the annual bending on of sails after another spring journey down the Damariscotta River from Paul Bryant’s Riverside Boat Yard,Read More