Sailing Papillon

As the sun set yesterday, I sat wedged between a wall and a cardboard box, watching peanut butter drip off a piece of ham. Why? Because...

In a few short days the girls and I will fly back to Australia to rejoin Erik and Papillon. In a perfect world, the plumbing would be plum...

What is this delicious piece of gorgeousness? A blocked toilet hose? I don't know about you, but this puts me in mind of arterial plaq...

"Oh, ho!" you say, sipping your morning coffee. "Amy has finally written something new. That slacker. Took long enough....

One Two Three Four Five Six Seven Happy Birthday, Indy!

Cruising has a lot of positives. You become more flexible. You learn to live simply. You slow down. But these mental shifts have their dra...

It has been said that women let the memory of childbirth fade very quickly; if they didn't they would never have another baby. So too...

I'm building quite a backlog, aren't I? Add the Mask Festival to the list of things I need to write about this month.

I told you all a giant fib. I won't be writing my next hotly-anticipated Moving the Boat segment this week. We're off to the PNG M...

Dissatisfied Reader writes:            How blase we have become. That title is not up to your usual high standards. If you do not      ...

Ahh, peaceful Baie Maa. A lovely little bay just north of Noumea, and a perfect place to stop when everything is going to hell around you...