Robin was tied to pilings in the Travelift slip at Yacht Maintenance Co. in Cambridge, Md., before noon, and by 4 p.m., she was hauled and blocked up on jackstands. At a minimum, she will get a semislick bottom over the next week or two. (Read More…)

The return trip from Oxford to Cambridge was for the birds. Literally. (Read More…)

My good friend Richard Griffiths — he who spins the evocative nautical tales gathered in his five decades of sailing, many as a professional yacht captain — invited me to dine with him aboard Rosalind, his 1903 British fishing yacht, at the Oxford Boatyard. I would never hesitate to accept an invitation from Richard. I’d miss a  free Jay Leno performance, even if it wasn’t in Detroit, before I’d beg off from dinner on Rosalind. (Read More…)

Less than 60 days to go to the start of the Bermuda One-Two, my friend Dan Stadtlander reminds me. And I have hardly begun my preparations. Part of that is due to the weather. Part is due to the fact that Robin stays in the water year-round. And maybe a very tiny portion is due to procrastination. (Read More…)

This is a note to Lauren. Or maybe it’s Laura. More than a note. It’s a warning. (Read More…)