51. The Georgia Lowlands
Boy, it’s been a while. Last time I wrote anything here, Betty White and the Delta Variant were all still around. Hell, I think I
Boy, it’s been a while. Last time I wrote anything here, Betty White and the Delta Variant were all still around. Hell, I think I
Well let’s see… Where did we leave off? Was it Georgetown? I think it was Georgetown. It was so long ago. It’s like trying to
After a long cold December on the Great Lakes, the season came to a close, and the big boat was put away for the winter.
It was a gray and clammy night at the Jenette Brothers dock, and the next morning was even more gray and clammy. Patches of thicc
Greetings Adventurers! It’s been a very long time since my last post. A thousand apologies for the gap. As I’m sure you’ve surmised by the
As I stood on the dock at Deale, fiddling with my shore power connection and waiting for Perkins to warm up, a thirty something foot
My stay in Deale was an eventful and enjoyable one. I’d never been before, which was one of the reasons I’d decided to stop there.
After a couple of refreshing days at Utch’s Marina and Boat Bowling Alley, I was recharged and ready to get moving again. The weather was
The second morning at Manasquan was a foggy boi, but it cleared up pretty quickly. The sun came out, and the wind and seas were
November fourth dawned, and I woke up with an election hangover. I was ready to put my screens down and do something productive with my
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