May 2005 By Dodge Morgan The sail to my Mystery Harbor was close-hauled in a 12-knot southeasterly breeze. There is a soft one-foot bright-blue sea chop and clear, blue skies. Air temperature and water temperature are both 80 degrees. The horizon is pocked with cookie-cutter white sloops obviously sailed byRead More

May 2005 By Tom Snyder This is my harrowing story (with a happy ending) of a crossing that almost was. But first. . . a phrase – “window of opportunity” – has been migrating though our language for the past few decades. It became popular in the early days ofRead More

April 2005 By Dodge Morgan Wintertime Maine locates sailors in a squat posture drooling over memory inventory. Memories do come packaged in a very wide variety of actions and images oriented quite uniquely by the leading sensory input that captured them in the first place. An olfactory memory is liableRead More

April, 2005 By Bob Knecht For Points East Tiger Rag, our Beals Island 22, is one hell of a seaboat for her size. She was born in Calvin Beal’s boat shop and designed for Maine waters, and that’s why I bought her. On this day last summer, my daughter, SamanthaRead More

Midwinter 2005 By Dodge Morgan Solo sailor Bruce Schwab and his open 60 Ocean Planet will be in the Southern Oceans, probably having passed the Indian Ocean and well across the South Pacific’s “Roaring Forties and Ferocious Fifties” latitudes at the time you read this missive. Schwab is the onlyRead More

Midwinter 2005 By Tom Snyder I would like to use this space to thank everyone who voted for me as the Yachtsman of the Year for the region extending from Cape Elizabeth to the southern tip of Peaks Island. Those who went to bat for me on this one, andRead More

The wayward beluga whale charmed boaters throughout the Gulf of Maine in 2004. The cause of his visit and subsequent death may never be known, but his legacy is unquestioned.

The locals told us not to worry. The forecasters said Charley would run up through the Gulf of Mexico well off shore.

October 2004 By Ann-Louise Rowe Wolfeboro Falls, N.H Last year we moved up from sailing Maine’s Penobscot Bay in our Catalina 22 with our family of four to sailing our Hunter 27, Folly. Now that we do not have to pack and unpack our stove for each meal, we hadRead More

October 2004 By Tom Snyder This is a short essay that will make you feel better about yourself. It’s an invitation to be honest with one another about something that is healthy and natural. I am talking, of course, about the act of talking to one’s self while sailing alone.Read More