Captains Blog 6

What’s That Swell? And so the day of departure from my beloved Maggoty Bank had arrived. The drizzly dull morning summed up my mood, but first mate was on good form to keep things upbeat. Nothing was moving as we passed Falmouth apart from an old wooden thing named Gypsy Moth IV. She soon backed …

Sailing Éalú

There is nothing – absolutely nothing – half so much worth doing as simply messing about in boats.

Skipper Jenn

POOP DECK: Because we give a SHIT

S/Y Maggie

Living the dream onboard our Beneteau 473 with our sailor dog