Titled: “My 2nd margarita balanced on an ADA-required handrail”. It’s a narrative arc encompassing fertility, ebullience, erudition, & Belgium. (Taken with instagram)

Today’s ridiculously satisfying Feel-Good Project: new teak rudder/tiller & centerboard for my dinghy, the Valaskjalf. (Taken with instagram)

Are we sailing? Skateboarding? Decisions… (Taken with instagram)

The new LED foredeck light. In traditional maritime parlance, that’s one effing bright goram light! (Taken with instagram)

The new LED foredeck light. In traditional maritime parlance, that’s one effing bright goram light”! (Taken with instagram)

Is that a rebuilt Hynautics piston in your bike trailer or are you just happy to see me? (Taken with instagram)

My favorite harbors are moody ones. (Taken with instagram)

My blood from an earlier owwie. I think it’s a cryptic message. It’s saying “Hawaiian Archipelago. GO.” (Taken with instagram)

Simple pleasures: this barrel bolt (and its twin on the other side of this ladder) keep the companionway from jumping around in a boisterous ocean. I like not falling to my death. (Taken with instagram)

My daughter gets some art in her cabin - fittingly, a boat, painted many years ago. (Taken with instagram)

Abeam the wind & headed for the breakwater. Fair winds, Libertatia. (Taken with instagram)

My new friends aboard the square topsail ketch Libertatia depart MDR under sail: see http://libertatiavoyage.blogspot.com (Taken with instagram)

Sleeping at sea looks like this (when one is 11 years old). (Taken with instagram)

The Wee Heathen gazes out at our napping visitor. (Taken with instagram)

Gotta go up there & wire the new LED foredeck light. High altitude marine electrician. (Taken with instagram)