No Man/Woman is an Island….

I’m sitting in a picture-perfect Greek anchorage.  There’s a small beach with a taverna on the hillside and behind us a tiny island, all cliffs and scrub with the tiniest white-washed church with a congregation made up entirely of goats.  All lined up along the shaded side with their bells clanging away when they move.…

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A Meditation on Boat life

The Fethiye Gulf has been inhabited for eons.  Civilisations have risen and fallen, cities built and abandoned.  Legends told and ruins explored give a tantalising glimpse into just how long humans have inhabited these lands and how they have done so.  The Fethiye Gulf is a part of what is known as the Lycian coast…

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What’s in a Name?

Well, a lot really. It’s about personality…yours and the boat’s. It says something about what you align with…although I am not sure what that means for the guy at the end of our marina finger with the boat called BIG DADDY in big letters! I never said ego wasn’t involved. So back to us now. …

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Water Bound

Every night now we fall into bed exhausted.  I think it’s as much the emotional ride as the physical work. Monday saw all the work that needed doing whilst she was out of the water finally finished.  Propeller serviced, steering stiffness investigated, new anodes, and through hull fittings, old name taken off, topsides polished and…

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So what now?

So; what happens next? Boat: Tick.  Paid for: Tick. Pangs of Angst: Tick.  Rick has been waking up at 2am every night with thoughts running around in his head.  When I ask him in the morning what kept him awake he just says “the hamster only needs a very small wheel you know” Currently our…

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