As I prepare to head out voyaging again, I'm reminded of a blog post I made a week before we sailed south from Vancouver in 2009. Since it fits so well with present circumstances, I'll paste it here: 23 September 2009 | Vancouver We walked across Granville Bridge the other day to look down on Sequitur moored in front of the False Creek Yacht Club. She is now completely fitted-out and ready to sail out under the Burrard Bridge and over the horizon next week. As we walked, we spotted a fascinating weathervane mounted on a rooftop just up Howe Street from Sequitur's mooring. It was a sculpture of a horseman dressed in medieval costume riding a horse backwards while engrossed in a book. We were
I've enjoyed my second winter living aboard Zonder Zorg in the Historic Ship's Harbour in Gouda, Zuid-Holland. During my nearly seven months in this peaceful moorage, I've finished drafting the third volume of the Posted As Missing series of World War One novels, and I've begun the fourth. I've also finished rewriting, fine-tuning and polishing my novel, Spilt Wine, which has been picked up by a small publishing house. So, it's been a successful sojourn here. The canals opened to unrestricted navigation a few days ago, and my intentions are to begin by heading eastward along the Hollandse IJssel to Utrecht and follow the Vecht northward. When I get to Veesp or Muiden, I'll decide my onward d
