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May 17, 2022, Oriental, NC: We continue our northward journey. After leaving Charleston on May 7, we moved up the coast moving almost daily. We'll stay in Oriental for a couple of days before resuming our travels. We expect to arrive in the Norfolk region around Memorial Day after an obligatory stop at Coinjock. Then some time the Chesapeake visiting with friends. Our goal is to be back on Lake Ontario around Independence Day.

May 6, 2022, Charleston, SC: We made the trip back, arriving on Wednesday May, 4 after a 54.5 hour 396 nm sail from the Abacos. Our last week in the Bahamas found us fairly isolated with poor to no internet connectivity, updates were not possible. It was a good crossing, I'm writing about it now. Weather permitting we leave tomorrow for Georgetown, SC about 60 miles away as we work further north to Lake Ontario. Short updates on our plans should become more regular as internet access improves.

April 26, 2022, Hope Town, Elbow Cay, Bahamas: The time has come to head north. Tomorrow (4/27) we begin to work our way west back through the Abacos. This time the wind, if there is any will be with us. A good weather window should open beginning Monday (5/2) that will allow us to make good progress and sail in comfortable conditions. Our destination is not yet determined, however it will likely be between St. Augustine, FL and Charlestown, SC. If we have internet access when we make the decision, we'll post our destination. 

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A Dream Begins

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Written by Dave Dave
Category: Captain's Log Captain's Log
Published: 18 June 2021 18 June 2021
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There is a time and place where a dream is born. Sometimes it is a small and fleeting place, one that escapes into memory and curiosity. Such was the case with this dream. The dream in its generic form is one that is shared by many; sail away to distant lands, azure waters, white sands, and sun filled skies. Magazine photos of sailboats at anchor, beating across tropic seas have an allure unto themselves.

Geography influences our dreams. Had I been landlocked in the Midwest sailing dreams might have remained just that, dreams. By fortune I landed in Oswego, NY and the entrance to the Erie Canal. Twice each year Oswego played host to the annual migration of snowbirds; boaters who plied the Great Lakes by summer and the tropics by winter. In the fall we watched as boats with masts down and clean bows entered the canal system to return eight months later with masts down and tannin-stained bows returning from southern adventures.

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