Boredom Log: Implants, Blondes, and grabbing Balls (Mooring Balls, Ladies — Get Your Mind Outta the Gutter)
Sailing south with low iron, no tooth, and way too many women named Lisa.
From Freezing My Nuts in Annapolis to Warming Hearts (and Maybe More) in Key West.
There’s only so long a man can scrape ice off a deck before admitting he’d rather be chasing sunsets — and maybe a little companionship — somewhere warmer. This winter, Ohana and I are pointing south, trading frostbite for flip-flops, and cold nights for something a lot warmer (rum runners, good friends, or if I’m lucky… someone special who doesn’t mind a captain with salt in his beard).
Near-Death, New Tattoos, and How I Accidentally Became a $2K Weekend Hooker (for Boats)
Corporate life: over. Nautical chaos: activated. This is how I swapped boardrooms for rum runners (and lived to blog about it)
📚 Diving Into the Next Chapter: One Rum Runner at a Time
Because if I’m gonna get wet, sunburned, and exhausted — it damn well better be from diving, not dating.
From Bubble Blower to Dive Boss: My Deep Dive into Becoming a PADI Instructor
It only took one fearless woman, three sons, and four decades to get me here. But who's counting?
Pimping My Retirement: How a Broke Captain Hustles in Board Shorts
Retirement advice you shouldn’t follow, from a man who probably shouldn’t be giving it.
Coffee, Christ, and Carrot Cake: A Mother’s Day Afloat
Because Apparently ‘Fat Looks Good Tan’ Isn’t a Real Nutritional Strategy
Fixing Boats and Facing Departure: Is This a Pilgrimage or Just a Midlife Crisis With a Tool Bag?
One man, one boat, and a to-do list longer than his last relationship.
Southbound on Ohana: Charting a Course to Key West (And Trying Not to Screw It Up)
Captain Looking for Crew (And a better map)
Escaping the Boat Show Circus (and Other Life Upgrades)
Escaped the X, Survived the Boat Shows — How Hard Could a Board Be?
Red Triangles, Rice Cookers, and Resurrection: A Dad’s Easter Reflection
MOGAD made me weak, the EX made me crazy, but a month on the water with my son Joe brought me back to life.
God, Catfish, and a Woman Who Wanted a Hookup
Captain Seeks First Mate (No Swiping Required)
- A “Boredom Logging” entry from the deck of Ohana
Confessions of a Moldy-Aired, Blog-Happy Boat Guy
When your inner monologue has Wi-Fi and no filter.
Meeting Old Friends (and Exes!) Along the Way
Beach Bums & Old Chums: “Old Lisa” & Her Trusty Sidekick Living Their Best Lives!
Crap Happens: Tales of a Retired Corporate Overachiever
Before: My boat was a work in progress. After: It's still a work in progress, but with more crap to fix!
I Bought a Million-Dollar Boat… for the Underwater Lights!
How I Ended Up with a Million-Dollar Disco Ball… on Water 💡🚤
Change of Plans: My Quest for a First Mate (And Maybe a Little Sun)
I was gonna sail to the Bahamas… but I realized cute first mates don’t just fall outta coconut trees!
Batteries, Baggage, and Upgrading Ohana, My Love Life, and My Outlook on Humanity
Just me and my emotional baggage—oh wait, I mean alternators.😂
Surprise! You’re Disabled – And Other Fun Party Tricks
My Brain is Fried, My Body is Wired, and My Meds Cost More Than Ohana
Battery-Powered and Bullsh*t-Resistant: Sailing Past Ugly Profiles & Crusty Crew
Sipping coffee on Ohana w/ a big shit-eating grin, upgrading her, and losing patience for finding a super cute and worthy crew member.