"Pluff Mud Sailing" is operational!

 

I've actually been doing charters on Pluff Mud since this past October.  I've had several charters, and have had very positive feedback from my guests.  The boat is in great shape, and I'm looking forward to being very busy this Spring and Summer.  If you find yourself in Charleston and feel like sailing, give me a call!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Delivery of IP31 "Zen Zone"

Sometimes I'm in the right place at the right time.  I got a call from the Maritime Center about delivering a boat from Charleston to St. Augustine.  The owner and I came to a deal, and I took the job.  My good buddy Joe agreed to come along and keep me company (not sure he knew what he was getting into!!).  With the exception of being fogged in at Beaufort for two days, the trip was quick and uneventful.  We had a great time!  We had good fun when we were anchored out, and we were able to get out and go to bars while docked in Beaufort, Jekyll Island, Fernandina and St. Augustine.  We even behaved ourselves (for the most part).  Big thanks to Vince for the job, and to Joe for the help.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

On a side note, look at who I ran into as we pulled into St. Augustine.  Yep, that's "Best of Times."  For some reason, I have run into him the past four times I've moved boats down the waterway.  The first time was in January 2013 during my delivery of "Osprey."  I linked up with "Best of Times" just south of Myrtle Beach SC.  Next time was in the Abacos in April of 2013 when I was cruising with Gabrielle and the boys.  On the way home from that trip, I ran into him again at Causton Bluff Bridge, outside of Savannah.  Then as we were preparing to go through the Bridge of Lions at St. Augustine, there he was again!  Quite a coincidence!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

A very sad farewell

I should have made this post last June, but every time I thought of doing it I was overcome with emotion.  On June 13th of last year, four days after his 16th birthday, my best friend Chili passed away.  It all happened very suddenly, which I guess I should be thankful for.  He did not linger and suffer.  His little body was just worn out, and he couldn't stay any longer.  It was (and still is) very sad for me.  He was the truest friend I have ever had, and I miss him every day.  As a sailing dog, his experience was extensive.  He sailed with me from the northern Chesapeake to the lower Exumas and all places in between, covering most places more than once.  He had thousands and thousands of miles under his keel, and was always happy to be on the boat with me.  Cruising will not be the same without him.  Thank you and God bless you, Chili.  I look forward to being reunited with you on the other side.