Adventures of a Waterlogged Wanderlust
The shortest distance between two points is a straight line. My father ingrained this basic geometric lesson in me young, jaywalking the streets of Chicago (it was cold and he was in a hurry; he’s otherwise a law abiding citizen).
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Published October 2016, Sail Magazine “My name is Petty Officer Jaime Vanacore. I am your rescue swimmer.” Her Dolphin helicopter hovering 70ft over the peaks of the waves, Jaime had zipped down from the helicopter to the ocean, first with
Read moreBoats breed intimacy. Confined in the tight spaces under the decks and between hulls, relationships flourish (or flounder). There is no privacy, there are no secrets, there is no block to walk around or bedroom to hide in. The pressure
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