Galleries from 2014

Sitting at the fuel dock in Capo San Vito, Sicily. Art and captain Giamma are debating the amount of diesel to put on for the passage back to Sardinia as well as the eventual trip back to Palma di Majorca. Giamma feels two hundred liters should do the trick, but then Art remembers our pig, "Carmen says we need four hours to roast him, that's twenty-four liters of generator time"... Ah...

We're into our second round of Mojitos at our second club this evening here on the chic island of Panarea. The zombie like beat of the house mix drowns all meaningful conversation so we're left to observe the scene we've now become a part of. Throbbing tanned youth, barely dressed, glance and giggle at one another, their Androids and iPhones ever active. Meanwhile the stylish...

Last night the stars, and this morning the sun rose over a silky flat sea. Simone said that when he was on watch at two this morning a pod of dolphins arrived, they were glowing he said, torpedoes of iridescent green darting and dashing. We're currently making our way across from Sardinia to the small island of Ponza, but not without one last fish tale to tell.

Sailors were the first "foodies". From the times of the ancient mariners to the present, having decent food on board, and knowing where to find the good stuff no matter where you happened to be, is not only a key survival skill, but can be a source of great pleasure. Traditionally, sailors have and will eat most anything- they can't afford to be picky or judgmental about what other...

Just another day in paradise...memories of Barbuda's silken white beaches linger: free diving for live conch, haggling with the local fishermen for tattered feed-sacks stuffed full of lobsters, a cold beer at sunset...then there was Antigua's Falmouth Harbor party scene where a heavy concentration of mega yachts makes for a perpetual Spring Break atmosphere. The resulting late night...