The rule for our voyage is to keep ever onwards – to sail always in new waters – so inevitably we named our yacht Heraclitus after the philosopher from Ephesus who famously observed some 2,500 years ago that you cannot step into the same river twice. Heraclitus was […]
If you like photography and/or poetry, this post might upset you. You will know many of the photographs commissioned by the Farm Security Administration in the depression years: most famously, Dorothea Lange’s Migrant Mother – a pea picker sitting in a tent with her children (an image that […]
We are back on the ocean. The Heraclitus has survived the long lay up and she looks fine on the grey sea today. We sail westwards – we would have been aiming for the Makah Reservation but it remains closed from covid. We did want to see the […]
