Monday, February 25, 2019

I'm still on the water

I thought I would drop a quick post to let people know I'm still around. Today, you will find me mostly posting at "".  I invite you to join me there.

Can you tell there is land a few hundred feet away?
And, just in case you are wondering, I'm still spending time on the water. This past wee, it was pretty foggy here in coastal Georgia, but it didn't stop me from paddling out to Little Tybee Island (about 8 miles from where I launched at Landings Harbor Marina). You couldn't even see across the Wilmington River, which may be a 1/4 of a mile wide. I had to do my navigating by compass. It was a little scary crossing the Wassaw Sound and I wouldn't want to be miss the island, for the next land would be Bermuda or Europe.
Another 24 waiting for the start of the race

On Saturday, we were racing with the Savannah Yacht Club. It was foggy but with wind, which made it a challenging sail. We were the third J24 to finish (out of six) and forth overall (but when they adjust the time, we might move up a notch, for the top boat was a J109, which  has a higher rating and while they won the race, we were only 2 minutes behind them (and there were two closer J24s to them). Two weeks earlier, when we had really high winds, that boat blew us all out of the water. With winds in the low teens, we were able to stay close to her.

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Thursday, September 06, 2018

Where in the World?

I'm mostly posting these days at www.thepulpitandthepen.comThe Pulpit and the Pen, but this is one I'll post here, too:

Where in the World Blogfest

Prompt: If you could go through the Earth and end up in another country, where would you go?

Bubba and Squirt’s Big Dig to China by Sherry Ellis

 Of course, this isn’t possible. The Russians dug the deepest in the ground and it was only 40,000 feet, not even deep enough to break through the earth’s thin crust. That was done in Siberia, where they had a lot of available labor for digging (and drilling). They must have knocked off early in the afternoon and got into the vodka. After all, they only had 20,858,240 feet more to go to break through the other side.

If I could dig straight through starting here in Savannah, according to a really neat website (, I just might find the missing Malaysian airplane (Flight 370). Of course, I better hold my breath when I pop up on the other side of the earth because I’d be about 1000 kilometers west of Perth Australia (where they think the plane went down) and under 1000s of feet of water. But wouldn’t that be something. And think of the dire consequences for our planet as water rushes into the core and cools it off. But that geyser in the middle of the Indian Ocean would be something to behold. But enough nonsense. I don’t feel like digging this afternoon. I’ll put it off for a week or two.

Of course, if you have kids or grandkids who are curious enough to wonder what they’d find as they dig through the earth, check out Sherry’s book!  It sounds like it’s a lot of fun.

Page Count: 93 
Digital Price: 3.99 
Print Price: 7.95


BLURB: Squirt doesn’t believe Bubba can dig a hole to China. But when the hole swallows them, the kids find themselves in Xi’an, China, surrounded by Terracotta Warriors.

It gets worse when the ghost of the first emperor of China appears. He tells them they can’t go home until they find his missing pi. The kids don’t know where to begin until they meet a girl and her grandmother who promise to help find the pendant.

Soon they realize they are being followed. And they are no closer to finding the missing pi. Will Bubba and Squirt ever make it back home?

About the Author: Sherry Ellis is an award-winning author and professional musician who plays and teaches the violin, viola, and piano. When she is not writing or engaged in musical activities, she can be found doing household chores, hiking, or exploring the world. Ellis, her husband, and their two children live in Atlanta, Georgia.

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Saturday, June 30, 2018

Meeting Ed

I've been traveling the past ten days--first to a meeting in St. Louis and then up to Iowa City for the Iowa Summer Writing Festival.  Along the way, in Southeast Iowa, I had lunch with Ed.  We have been reading each other blog since 2005! This was our first time to meet face-to-face. It was a pleasure to catch up with him.

Ed doesn't use his real name in his blog (his name is taken from Edward Abbey, an author we both enjoy). Nor does he show facial photos, so I figured a handshake would suffice. 

Remember, most of my blogging these days can be found here.  

Thursday, May 31, 2018

Long time, eh?

I know I have been quiet lately. I have never used this site to discuss my "work" but maintaining two sites was just too hard.  You can find me here

I will keep this blog open and will probably post here occasionally.  

Thursday, March 29, 2018

Flowers, books, sails, and observations

 I am not going to do the April A-Z, as I pondered in my last post. I can't seem to find time to do a post a week.  But I did want to check in and let everyone know that I'm still alive and kicking.  Actually, I've been pretty well and have been enjoying our cooler weather (this means highs in the low 60s instead of the 80s) which has allowed us to enjoy azaleas for nearly a month. Last year, it was hot and the flowers seemed to last only a week.  I have been enjoying them even though our bushes have been beat up pretty badly in the last two fall hurricanes.  I have photos of the various types of azaleas in our yard.

Last week, the Rotary Clubs of Savannah had a reading program. On Wednesday, every first through third grade class in the county had someone assigned to read to the class (nearly 600 classes). I signed up and was right on time for my assignment, reading to a second grade class at Heard Elementary. Part of the deal is that each reader was to give the book (or books) they'd read to the class for their library, which helped get a lot more books into school.  BUT, when I arrived, I learned that the second grade classes were out on a field trip. They must of known I was coming, but I did get a chance to read to a first grade class. I gave them a book on Pirates and another on a girl traveling in Scotland.

 Yesterday, the Wall Street Journal reported that China has come out with the answer to tone-deaf folks desiring to do Karaoke.  There now have private booths where you can sing to yourself.  My first thought was, "What? Don't they have enough showers in China?"  Now I am wondering on what this does to alcohol sales...

This has been a month of reading.  The major work completed was for my book club, Jon Meacham, American Lion: Andrew Jackson in the White House.  I should write more about it in a later post.  I enjoyed listening to the audible issue, read by the author, of Rick Bragg's, My Southern Journey: True Stories from the Heart of the South.  A short book of funny stories was Jim Gillespie, The Cabin: Tall Tales and Murky Truths from Hunting and Fishing the Cape Fear River in North Carolina. Dorothy Stone Harmon, Archibald Rutledge: The Man and his Books was a bit disappointing as I was hoping for more of a biography of a writer that I have been reading more of who died in 1973. I knew most of what she covered about him.  For a man who wrote nearly 60 books of poetry and non-fiction, I think he should be worthy of a biography. Finally, I read  Robert L. Reymond, The Lamb of God: The Bible’s Unfolding Revelation of Sacrifice, which also left me thinking that this is a subject that needs more exploration. 

Last Saturday, we raced in the St. Patrick Day's regatta. It was fun, but it felt we were always behind (except for another boat of our class). Most of our racing is done against similar boats, in these races we actually did a lot better than others when the handicap timing of various hulls were factored in. The photo to the left was taken by a friend in another boat that was racing in the non-spinnaker class. We had a steady wind and after the first race, we took down the genoa (an oversize jib sail) and went with a regular jib.  This allowed us to hold a truer coarse.  On this race, we tacked away from most of the fleet (I think one boat followed us).  This allowed us to avoid tidal currents turned out to be the right tactic as we did our best in this race, coming in 3rd.