By Ines Bojlesen Aye, I come from back and beyond, my barking irons, long gone. I have encountered many a buccaneer, corsair, filibuster, while sailing under a letter of marque. I’ve gone on account, I’ve walked the plank, zenith so close to being the end. Boreas saved me and lifted me to safety. No more…
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Maiden Voyage
By Becky Wehrli Jim and I set off on my first ocean voyage yesterday on Autumn Daze at 4am, from Warrenton, OR to Neah Bay, WA. As I sit here on the swim deck of our 43’ Beneteau enjoying the placid water of the bay, watching freighters pass in the Strait of Juan de Fuca,…