My Father’s Daughter

I wrote this blog last year around this time and thought I’d share it – Over the past few months, as I’ve been singularly focused (with varied levels  of enthusiasm) on reviving the wood on Betty Jean, my mom’s voice (spoken in tones both endearing and exasperated) swirls in my head, “You’re your father’s daughter.” The light…

Shiny New Port Hole

For Christmas this year, my dad gave Adam and I the most awesome gift – a new port hole! Below is a shot of the boat pre-porthole – take a look at the front of the white cabin. And the modest master at work: Our new porthole is the greatest thing. It lets in a…

A Tale of Two Dinghies

Did I go for the easy title? Perhaps. Do I regret it? Not for a second. Earlier this year, the family took on a team project of constructing two identical Eastport Pram dinghies from a kit. We estimated that in a few weeks time we’d be finished – and several months later (who’s counting anyway)…

Becoming Betty Jean

One of the first things we did once we got settled at the Bay Club Marina was take the old name off the boat and replace it with Betty Jean. It took me one month to pick the font, it took Adam and I three hours to scrape off the old vinyl lettering and it took John…

Our First Week Aboard Betty Jean

In November of last year, Bud (Grand Slam’s new owner) and Adam orchestrated the ol’ switcheroo – simultaneous trips moving Grand Slam up to Long Beach and Betty Jean down to San Diego. Bud and his son drove down to San Diego where they began their trip while Adam and I drove Bud’s car up…