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Racing the Wind
-Jon After breakfast and a quick trip to the town dock for a pump out we pointed Eleanor’s bow out through the Belhaven breakwater and back to the ICW, our destination for the day – Norfolk. The benign weather forecast was worsening by the hour with strong near-gale force winds now predicted for Thursday. We…
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The Sound of Silence
-Jon, March 30, o’dark-thirty I laid in my bunk, enjoying the complete and total silence at 1:30 am here in Eastern North Carolina. The wind from the afternoon, which had been gusting to 30 knots and slamming whitecaps into Eleanor’s port side here in the marina at Belhaven all evening, had finally died down to…
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Mayberry Has Evacuated
-Terese, March 29 But Andy Taylor is still here. Belhaven, North Carolina can only be mistaken for that semi-fictional town where sheriff Andy Taylor kept all things, always politely, under control. Brad, the owner of the Belhaven Marina is the place’s Andy. He greeted me as I wandered up the dock into the yard, where…
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400 Miles to Home and the Forecast Just Changed.
From Jon. Monday. March 28th, 2022 Monday morning before dawn we were sitting at the dock in Wrightsville Beach, just south of the drawbridge drinking coffee when I glanced at an email on my phone from the Chesapeake Yacht Club. The temps in Maryland tonight were dropping down into the 20’s so they were turning…
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Arrivals
-Terese Point B always surprises me. It sneaks up. I’m all in my rhythm of driving or staring at the paper chart, trying to make sense of all the lines and numbers and Jon says, “We’re almost there.” And I look at the chart again and I look at my watch and somehow a whole eight…
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East Carolina Hospitality
Like the prettiest belle at the ball, Eleanor cuts through the water with confidence, grace and a certain style that causes eyes to turn and then linger. Eleanor moves forward, sure of where she is going. The onlookers wonder where that is and wish they were going too, because it is sure to be a…
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Underway – Homeward Bound
by Jon After four months at the Mega Dock in Charleston it was time to bring Eleanor home. Since bringing her south at Thanksgiving we hadn’t been able to visit Eleanor as much as we expected. Conflicts with work, family travel, and other commitments had clogged our schedules. We sadly had only one nice long weekend…
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“No One Can Make You Feel Inferior Without Your Consent” -Eleanor Roosevelt
When you become obsessed with a project, not even knowing the goal, having no real vision of the tunnel or if there will be a light at the end, you know you’ve set upon a passion–a this will BE, sort of ongoing devotion. That’s how it’s been with Eleanor. Despite her moldy draperies, her failed…
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Twenty-four years later, what’s different?
(From Jon’s perspective) In 1997 I went down the Intracoastal Waterway with my father, Russell, and brother, Andrew in another project boat. That journey at the dawn of the Internet era started out as daily email updates to friends, and ultimately became a book. Adventures in the Ditch earned modest success with an Eric…
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Eleanor Arrives
Eleanor carried us safely to her new temporary home at the “mega dock” in Charleston, SC. We arrived around 2:30 pm on Thanksgiving day, thankful for the amazing journey. She will now stand out in her unique way among the boring mega yachts 🙂 After Jon expertly parallel parked her and we made sure she…
Aboard Eleanor 