Holding Hands Sailboat TCJ Design

Where have we been?

We are still here!  We are still working towards our goal, and we are excited to share our continued journey of getting there with you.  More content will be posted soon!
Passport sailboat

Which sailboat did we choose?

...we know, but you don't! Find out which sailboats were in the running! And then tell us what you think by voting!
Hans Christian 43 ketch

Falling in love and heartbroken...by a sailboat

Last fall, the first sailboat we looked at on our “boat hunt” stole my heart. Infatuation got the best of me. I learned a valuable lesson—not just about buying a sailboat—but about life. And I want to share what I learned with you.
Starting the search for the boat of our dreams

Starting the Search for the Sailboat of our Dreams

We wanted this time around to be different. We weren’t buying a starter-home/starter-boat. We wanted something that could be our home on the water—around the world—for the next 20+ years. With this in mind, we went into our search with the mindset that our next boat would be “the one” that would begin the next season of our life journey. Here’s how we got started!
Boat for sale by owner

Why We Sold Our Boat

After living aboard, evaluating her sailing capacity, and recognizing the reality of our dreams, Damian and I chose to sell our 1986 Catalina 30 in an attempt to purchase a larger, bluewater vessel that would fit our needs and vision for the future. Here’s why we did it!
At the Table in Deltaville, VA

My Favorite Day of Summer 2016

These are a few of my favorite things: (1) excellent food at a magnificent restaurant, (2) a quality glass of rich red wine, (3) a bike ride through a quiet, seaside town, (4) checking out a sailboat for sale, (5) friendly, enjoyable conversation, (6) swimming in the pool, (7) a beautiful sunset, (8) a comfortable night aboard my sailboat in the V-berth with working air-conditioning.
Out on the Boston Whaler in the evening

Once We Got To Deltaville

The three of us spent the evening talking and enjoying being out on the water together. We explored a beach that had once been the site of a prosperous factory at the turn of the century. And since a Boston Whaler is a powerboat, we zoomed around, creating our very own breeze as we flew through the water. So the night air was pleasant for the first time since we had set out!
Dodger on a 1986 Catalina 30 sailboat.

Our Last Journey South in 2016

Ship's Log (notes made by the skipper): "At 1700, I decided to check our progress. My first mate informed me that the current and the wind were against us. I looked to our stern, and noticed that we had barely been moving and had not made much progress. We were making roughly 2-3 knots. The waves were 1-3 feet, and the bow was constantly slamming against each wave."
Cockpit of a Catalina 30 sailboat at sunset with a cat

Herring Bay: Never Again

Sometimes we learn the hard way. We dropped anchor in Herring Bay on the evening of July 22nd 2016, hoping to lighten the intensity of the passage south down the Chesapeake. Not recommended. Rolly, rolly, rolly. As one wave, then another, then another rolled under our anchored vessel. The sun was setting. Should we stay or should we go? Could our stomachs make it overnight in this spot? On the chart: Herring Bay, ever heard of it?
Governor's Cup 2016 crew

Governor's Cup 2016

So what were we doing August 5 and 6 last summer? We were crewing aboard Makai in the Governor’s Cup! Our O-dock neighbor, Tony, and his wife and first mate, Cheri, had invited us to come racing with them several evenings throughout the summer and to join their crew for the “Gov Cup” in early August. Damian and I saw this as a great opportunity for us to learn, grow, and gain experience as sailors and a meaningful distraction from the sadness the summer heat had brought for us personally.
On the helm while sailing a Catalina 30

My Sailing Playlist

Sailing to music takes the experience to a whole new level! Here’s some of the tunes that are on my sailing play list! What’s on your “sailing” play list?

How we survived the heat!

Hundred degree-days this summer peppered the sailing calendar a little too consistently over the months of July and August. The thought of sailing—once joyous with the breeze whisking through my hair and stiffening our sails into a solid curve that would propel us forward—became one of distress, suffering, and downright misery.