14 and counting!

Last night I decided to be chef Deek and attempted to produce a gourmet meal for Anne on our 14th anniversary.   So......surf and turf it was and  the wine was from our wine cellar at home via the Chief's wine picking a few years ago.  

Good wine.....good food and then we topped it off by inventing our own special cocktail - The Grey Hound!  (yea, like you expected something different)  More on that at a later date.

Back at Boot Key

Dick is back in Marathon and Anne will be showing up this weekend.  Earlier this week I had a calm day to take Grey Hound and Chris U. took Three Cheers out to Sombrero Reef to  clean the bottom and for a little snorkeling.  Jim from Kismet and Greg from another boat was on board.

The water was 79 degrees and very pretty as you can see.

And she likes a date out with Dad too....

And while we are speaking of Teagan......

Our little princess is now over 5 months old and boy is she growing.  As you can see she likes standing up with a little assistance.

Ode to a good Man........

Sea Fever

by: John Masefield

I MUST down to the seas again, to the lonely sea and the sky,

And all I ask is a tall ship and a star to steer her by,

And the wheel's kick and the wind's song and the white sail's shaking

And a gray mist on the sea's face, and a gray dawn breaking.

I must down to the seas again, for the call of the running tide Is a wild call

and a clear call that may not be denied;

And all I ask is a windy day with the white clouds flying,

And the flung spray and the blown spume, and the sea-gulls crying.

I must down to the seas again, to the vagrant gypsy life, to the gull's way

and the whale's way, where the wind's like a whetted knife;

And all I ask is a merry yarn from a laughing fellow-rover,

And quiet sleep and a sweet dream when the long trick's over.

My Dad..... Stan Korzeniewski

As you have probably noticed this blog has been quiet for the last 10 days or so.   On Tuesday, March 3 at 5 o'clock in the morning my father passed away after having suffered a severe cerebral hemmorage.   He was never sick and had a rock-iron constitution so to have him leave us so suddenly has been quite a shock.  At 85 he still was in terrific shape, could eat "like a horse" and loved to laugh! ...........in fact, one of the main reasons this blog even exists was to keep him "on board" with us through all our sailing adventures.............he loved the water and sailing...........

I find myself at a loss for words right now (who would've thunk it, huh?) but I wanted to share this picture of him on his Hobie 17 competing in the H-17 Continentals in '94 at 70 years young........   We'll miss him.   

                           

Everybody

It doesn't get any better!!  Let the video load and then sit back and enjoy.......