Part science,

Part art,

100% passion...

My ex was a land lubber, a country girl with a love for all things equine. She was never really comfortable on the blue water, bless her heart.

She tolerated my salty soul, but often reminded me that my boats were holes in the water I threw money into, at which time, I pointed out that her four hoofed children were eating us out of house and home...

Sunshine state you say? Lived in Tampa/Carrolwood, Gainesville/Archer , and Lakeland. Headed north in 95. The land of Hemingway no more, more like the nearly dead and the newly wed.

Florida was just growing to fast for my liking, I'd find a quiet little place in the country, a hop and a skip into a city, and the next thing you know I had neighbors all around me. I'm becoming even more antisocial in my grumpy old age, if that's even possible.

I do have fond memories of Florida. Family and Friends give me the excuse to visit every so often. I've been accused of being a snow bird, come November December I start planning trips.

Happy hunting, the market should be abound with sailboats when things start to get tight. You should start those lessons soon so you know what to look for. They all have their strengths and weakness, but some are chronically problem children, with no chance for redemption.

A full keel is more forgiving, but not as fast or as agile. Plus generally has a bigger cabin, no keel trunk.

Winged keels are faster but more fragile.

A swing or daggers are more versatile as for as draft, but not as stable in stormy seas.

It's not always paradise on that open water, she's a Seductive Mistress with lots of secrets to share, but in the blink of a eye she can turn into a Psychopathic Bitch with scorn and vengeance on her mind.

She's claimed many of unfortunate souls who thought they could fool her.

It's a delicate dance when you've fallen in love with a Murderous Mistress.

Know how to do EVERYTHING old school, modern electronics are wonderful, until they stop working and then fools are doomed.

Part science,

Part art,

100% passion...

My ex was a land lubber, a country girl with a love for all things equine. She was never really comfortable on the blue water, bless her heart.

She tolerated my salty soul, but often reminded me that my boats were holes in the water I threw money into, at which time, I pointed out that her four hoofed children were eating us out of house and home...

Sunshine state you say? Lived in Tampa/Carrolwood, Gainesville/Archer , and Lakeland. Headed north in 95. The land of Hemingway no more, more like the nearly dead and the newly wed.

Florida was just growing to fast for my liking, I'd find a quiet little place in the country, a hop and a skip into a city, and the next thing you know I had neighbors all around me. I'm becoming even more antisocial in my grumpy old age, if that's even possible.

I do have fond memories of Florida. Family and Friends give me the excuse to visit every so often. I've been accused of being a snow bird, come November December I start planning trips.

Happy hunting, the market should be abound with sailboats when things start to get tight. You should start those lessons soon so you know what to look for. They all have their strengths and weakness, but some are chronically problem children, with no chance for redemption.

A full keel is more forgiving, but not as fast or as agile. Plus generally has a bigger cabin, no keel trunk.

Winged keels are faster but more fragile.

A swing or daggers are more versatile as for as draft, but not as stable in stormy seas.

It's not always paradise on that open water, she's a Seductive Mistress with lots of secrets to share, but in the blink of a eye she can turn into a Psychopathic Bitch with scorn and vengeance on her mind. She's claimed many of unfortunate souls who thought they could fool her. It's a delicate dance when you've fallen in love with a Murderous Mistress.

Know how to do EVERYTHING old school, modern electronics are wonderful, until they stop working and then fools are doomed.

Part science,

Part art,

100% passion...

My ex was a land lubber, a country girl with a love for all things equine. She was never really comfortable on the blue water, bless her heart.

She tolerated my salty soul, but often reminded me that my boats were holes in the water I threw money into, at which time, I pointed out that her four hoofed children were eating us out of house and home...

Sunshine state you say? Lived in Tampa/Carrolwood, Gainesville/Archer , and Lakeland. Headed north in 95. The land of Hemingway no more, more like the nearly dead and the newly wed.

Florida was just growing to fast for my liking, I'd find a quiet little place in the country, a hop and a skip into a city, and the next thing you know I had neighbors all around me. I'm becoming even more antisocial in my grumpy old age, if that's even possible.

I do have fond memories of Florida. Family and Friends give me the excuse to visit every so often. I've been accused of being a snow bird, come November December I start planning trips.

Happy hunting, the market should be abound with sailboats when things start to get tight. You should start those lessons soon so you know what to look for. They all have their strengths and weakness, but some are chronically problem children, with no chance for redemption.

A full keel is more forgiving, but not as fast or as agile. Plus generally has a bigger cabin, no keel trunk.

Winged keels are faster but more fragile.

A swing or daggers are more versatile as for as draft, but not as stable in stormy seas.

It's not always paradise on that open water, she's a Seductive Mistress with lots of secrets to share, but in the blink of a eye she can turn into a Psychopathic Bitch with scorn and vengeance on her mind. She's claimed many of unfortunate souls who thought they could fool her. It's a delicate dance when you've fallen in love with a Murdering Mistress.

Know how to do EVERYTHING old school, modern electronics are wonderful, until they stop working and then fools are doomed.

Part science,

Part art,

100% passion...

My ex was a land lubber, a country girl with a love for all things equine. She was never really comfortable on the blue water, bless her heart.

She tolerated my salty soul, but often reminded me that my boats were holes in the water I threw money into, at which time, I pointed out that her four hoofed children were eating us out of house and home...

Sunshine state you say? Lived in Tampa/Carrolwood, Gainesville/Archer , and Lakeland. Headed north in 95. The land of Hemingway no more, more like the nearly dead and the newly wed.

Florida was just growing to fast for my liking, I'd find a quiet little place in the country, a hop and a skip into a city, and the next thing you know I had neighbors all around me. I'm becoming even more antisocial in my grumpy old age, if that's even possible.

I do have fond memories of Florida. Family and Friends give me the excuse to visit every so often. I've been accused of being a snow bird, come November December I start planning trips.

Happy hunting, the market should be abound with sailboats when things start to get tight. You should start those lessons soon so you know what to look for. They all have their strengths and weakness, but some are chronically problem children, with no chance for redemption.

A full keel is more forgiving, but not as fast or as agile. Plus generally has a bigger cabin, no keel trunk.

Winged keels are faster but more fragile.

A swing or daggers are more versatile as for as draft, but not as stable in stormy seas.

It's not always paradise on that open water, she's a Seductive Mistress with lots of secrets to share, but in the blink of a eye she can turn into a Psychopathic Bitch with scorn and vengeance on her mind. She's claimed many of unfortunate souls who thought they could fool her. It's a delicate dance when you fall in love with a Murdering Mistress.

Know how to do EVERYTHING old school, modern electronics are wonderful, until they stop working and then fools are doomed.