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Wounded

For a few minutes, there was nothing I could do but crouch on the bow of the boat, and stare with utter shock at the scene before me. The mast was lying at an odd angle on top of the cabin. The sails were all crumpled on the deck and hanging into the water. ...

Without A Mast

Things between us and Annabel Lee couldn’t have been going better. She was permanently in the water, and it looked good on her. Will and I would walk down to the dock at Camachee Cove marina to see her sitting peacefully in her corner, ready to go ...

Gateway to Biscayne Bay

“Bright, nameless great bay…  and fresh springs in the rocks.” Almost five hundred years ago, Juan Ponce de Leon used these words to describe a magical, marine haven which offered hope, opportunity and life to weary explorers. Tequesta ...