Menorca

Greetings from Fornells, Menorca.

This entry is not just for those who are hearty and seafaring. It's especially for the worriers or naysayers who say, "I could never do that!" (i.e. set sail into the wild unknown). I am not a particularly hearty sailor even though I'm strong and fit. Being at sea does not always agree with my tummy. Regardless I always find the adventures and camaraderie well worth a few hours of being green. This is my third extended visit on the Georgia J and I must tell you that I am ruined for ever sailing with another crew.

I knew Captain Kim long before he rented his first power boat in Seattle and Sharon and I have been creating meals and building our friendship for nearly 25 years. They are the reason to set sail into the great unknown. Kim is a first rate captain where safety comes first and Sharon nurtures us with lovingly prepared food that materializes from her tiny kitchen even when the seas are rolling.

For me, the beauty and exotic destinations are secondary. Memory building and spending time with the Barrs is the primary point of this grand adventure.

Yesterday was my ideal sailor's day. We awoke in Mahon/Mao, Menorca and spent the morning preparing to say goodbye to that lovely town. Captain prepared the boat, Sharon made coffee, Bill worked on his blog post, and I convinced myself I wouldn't get seasick on this passage.