"Out of sight of land the sailor feels safe. It is the beach that worries him." - Charles G. Davis
Early spring fit up; the cover is off and it's time to get to work.
At the dock, preparing to head out to sea.
The new engine, a Mercury 4 stroke.
In the rain and fog, taking a GPS reading for the nearest barbershop.
Motoring into the inner harbor. Fog is no obstacle.
Our sistership, the Periwinkle, moored at the American Yacht Club.
The Maria Jane in all her glory.
Ira and his crew of utter and complete wastrels.
Preparing for the Yankee Homecoming Fireworks.
I'm undecided if this is some really bad boating or a really clever way to inspect the bottom...
PigBoy guards the treasure chest.
Shallow, rocky, pretty...Plum Island, Newbury.
The Dr Leaky at rest in The Basin at Plum Island.
On the beach.
September sunrise over the harbor.
Our intrepid hero heads out for a chilly September daysail.
The Icebreaker in Newburyport harbor.