This has nothing to do with living or working aboard, unless you consider leaving the boat to go home an aspect of those activities. I left Robin early so that I could participate in an activity of our local boating club in Edgewater Park, N.J. (Read More…)

Autumn has arrived subtly on the shores of the Tred Avon and Choptank Rivers. It was there this morning, in wafers of fog that levitated, in the long shadows of early morning, above the chopped stalks in farmers’ fields and that burned off slowly at the edges of tall pine forests. (Read More…)

An old man with his older boat got a lift from a not-so-old man today, and the boat grew 16 feet longer. (Read More…)

There was plenty of wind on the final day, and still I ran the diesel. I had good reason — the forecast for even more wind today, the precursor to a nor’easter connected to a tropical storm. (Read More…)

The final leg of this journey — tomorrow from Chesapeake City, Md., to Robin’s slip in Oxford — promises to be entertaining. The forecast is for winds from the northeast, 15 to 20 knots, with gusts. Reef ’em and ride ’em, partner! (Read More…)

The full circle of our September cruise aboard Robin was completed at 7:30 a.m. Sunday, when we dropped anchor in Cape May Harbor. It was a hectic two weeks, but for all the stress and, at times, emotions bordering on terror, I can’t think of a better way to spend that much time with your best friend. (Read More…)

Off to starboard, to the west, there is a long strip of undeveloped beach visible when Robin is lifted to the crest of a 6-foot roller. The beach is, of course, beige or, at this distance, off-white, and above it is a cap of uninterrupted greenery. (Read More…)

This is a story about the importance of having a competent, courageous mate. (Read More…)

Dick and Libby Mills, who are on their Westsail, Tarwathie, cruising the East Coast, were planning to head south offshore from Block Island today to run as far as the northerlies would push them. They should have a great ride, with two days of good wind from the north and northeast forecast. (Read More…)

Robin is sailing west at 9 o’clock Wednesday, passing 8 miles north of Block Island just one week after she was last in these waters. It is a cool, brilliant morning. The northeast cliff of the island, buff-colored, is not only visible, but the shadows that etch its face are clear, as well. (Read More…)