Poltergeist and the Flower Moon

It was the night of the Flower Moon but was it a poltergeist? Strange things transpire when planets, spirits, tides, paranoia, winds and politicians align or misalign with the unknown forces of the Universe. So, it was aboard Kalunamoo on the night of Monday, May 12, 2025. We arrived in Prickly Bay, Grenada on FridayContinue reading “Poltergeist and the Flower Moon”

The Crew

We spent three weeks in Bequia including a couple of days in the Tobago Cays. The Grenadines are one of our favorite areas that never disappoint. The only thing is we usually come down late in the season when things start closing down. The Easter Regatta in Bequia marks the beginning of the slowdown. TheContinue reading “The Crew”

Adverse Currents

We were in St. Lucia for all of March and half of April. During that time, we did fly to the States for eight days to attend a gathering of Maureen’s siblings in Arlington VA. We gathered together to remember Michael Powers, Maureen’s younger brother, who passed away ten years ago. Ten years ago, weContinue reading “Adverse Currents”

The Bronze Age

Woody Allen once said “You think God is dead? Try calling a plumber on the weekend.” He was, of course, talking about people living on land, not on a boat. On land, at least during weekdays, you can call a plumber and probably your home wouldn’t sink and be underwater from basement to attic. OnContinue reading “The Bronze Age”

On Turning 77

By this time, I thought, I would have had the answers. Given enough time, and 77 years seems long enough, not only for the answers but the persuasive abilities to convince others. The knowledge and experience, layered upon circumstances, endlessly repeated, should have given me the ability to judge the proper course that should beContinue reading “On Turning 77”

How’s the Parking?

We spent three weeks in Martinique. Maureen and I managed to remember a few words in French which didn’t carry us much beyond “Good day”, or “2 chocolate croissants”.  Our friends Polda and Nada, staying at an Airbnb in St. Anne, graciously drove us to the Pottery Village (last blog), the Decathlon for some sportingContinue reading “How’s the Parking?”

The Voyage South and Neg Marons

This from the Captain’s Log “It is the second week of the second month and as I last penned in this sea journal, the Windman Cometh had cometh and has yet to depart. In the clutches of this adversary, we make our plans. This captain and his mate resolve to sail south with full knowledgeContinue reading “The Voyage South and Neg Marons”

The Windman Cometh

When I was younger (not all that long ago), I used to windsurf or sailboard. That was before kiteboarding and wing foiling came around. It was fun and didn’t require too much equipment, although carbon fiber masts and multiple sails could always be added to my inventory. Sailboarding wasn’t particularly difficult and didn’t require extraordinaryContinue reading “The Windman Cometh”

And Just Like That it Became 2025

Bang! Boom! Flash! Really? In the middle of the night? “Oh, its only New Year’s midnight, go back too sleep” And just like that it became 2025. Buried in a plastic storage bin in our daughter’s house is a 1968 reel to reel audio tape I recorded in my parent’s Brooklyn home. It was NewContinue reading “And Just Like That it Became 2025”