Fine, this won’t surprise the networking gurus, but as I commented this morning on a post over at Writer Unboxed called “Networking for the Cowardly
In my last post, I wondered about tribes and finding one. Perhaps that sense of isolation came from so many years as a gypsy cruiser
That fellow’s pointing at me. He’s a marketing guru (I’m sure), and he says that my next job is to make scads of social
Now that Sea Venture and her crew are hanging around the Beaufort area more often than not, we’ve volunteered to become a cruising station for
I must say, once the Lewmar head honcho in England got involved, folk jumped. We received the new motor within days (all the way from
I’m a sailor — temporarily land bound — and I write stories of women who sail. Some of them sail small boats, some large ones.
As you see, the tunnel is in, the props (before they were primed or painted with anti-fouling) are set in place,
We can’t quite believe that Sea Venture remains on the hard after the waterspout damage to the marina in June, but there she sits. She
Sea Venture languishes on the hard as we try to get repair work finished after the water spout zinged her in June. It’s November now.
I submitted this on Wayside’s blog and thought it worth reposting here. Not a one of us lives in a vacuum. We’re active creatures, speaking,