Sailing Papillon

Q:  My friend has a metal boat.  I had him over for beers last night, and all he talked about was electrolytic corrosion.  I love boat tal...

One of the questions I get with some regularity is: how has cruising affected your marriage?  And I understand why people want to know.  I...

Those of you enduring the endless North American winter this year won't empathize, but we are sweltering out here in the South Pacific...

I spent Wednesday evening packed into a small cafeteria with two hundred other parents.  As we listened to Stylish's principal talk ab...

March is almost upon us, and with it comes New Caledonia's big cyclone month.  We have been very, very lucky up until now; only Cyclon...

When Erik went back to work, Papillon became My Boat.  By which I mean, Papillon became My Problem.  With my resident handyman thousands o...

On Sunday evening, Indy buried her head in my leg and cried, "I don't want to go back to school!" I patted her head.  I was...

When my parents decided to visit, I was happy for a number of reasons, not the least of which was the prospect of exploring New Caledonia ...

The girl at the tourist information center blinked at me uncertainly. “Pardon?” she asked. “The Super Bowl,” I said again. “It’s a big ...

Everyone has their own way of dealing with life's unfortunate events.  Some people eat.  Some people cry.  Some people exercise until ...

"Are we really going to get a cyclone?  A real one?"  The girls looked at me with shining eyes, as though I had brought Christma...

I opened my email this morning and found the unwelcome subject line: "Not liking the look of weather toward the end of this week....