Hello, again! It’s been many months since I’ve visited your inbox but I’m finally back online and here to update you on our latest family adventure—sailing to the Arctic, or wherever the winds might take us.
Sunset on the coast of Spain.
Crossing the Bay of Biscay.
For those of you who’ve been following (or attempting to follow) our family’s recent whereabouts via social media, odd-hour messages, and my other sporadic forms of communication, apologies for being so hard to track! I’m finally getting organized and plan to share trip updates here, along with photos and other postings via the usual social media channels—see links on my main page if you’re interested in the latter. I hope you’ll join us as we set off on another adventure, this time aboard Turnstone, our 43-foot, high latitude sailboat.
Warm evening sail.
Leaving land in our rearview.
Status update: We’re currently in Scotland getting ready to launch north. If you’re wondering how we got here, that’s because I have a bit of catching up to do! We left Greece last September and sailed ~4,000 miles over the following several months, slowly transitioning from swimsuits and rock shoes to Xtra-Tufs and parkas. After the clear waters of the Mediterranean, we headed north (backwards by most sailing plans!) to hopscotch along the Iberian Peninsula, Bay of Biscay, English Channel, and Irish Sea, finally blowing into the Corpach marina on the winter solstice. The North Atlantic in December proved to be as wet, dark, and stormy as you might imagine but our Scottish welcome has been an overwhelmingly warm one.
Welcome to Scotland!
Happy to see the sunrise after a long night on watch.
Now, after several months of boat projects, family visits, and the usual chaotic flurry of life logistics, we’re anxious to get underway again. By definition, there’s no fixed itinerary with sailing so I won’t say exactly where we’re headed. But if Neptune allows, we hope to catch a bit of the spring ski season in Norway.
Sailing companions.
Brothers.
Before we dash toward the snow, some of you might be interested in the more southerly locales we visited en route from Greece, so I’ll send another post soon with photos and belated updates. In the meantime, wish us godspeed in packing and finishing boat jobs. For anyone who’s ever tried to push off the dock (literally or metaphorically), you’ll know what I mean. It’s not especially fun—more on that topic later!
Thanks for joining us!
- Caroline & the raggedy crew of Turnstone
Meeting the neighbors.
Haul out jobs. With a lifting centerboard, beaching on the mud is an option.