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Waterlines: Tangled Up in Pots

I learned to sail on the Maine coast as a boy, and one of the things my elders taught me was to respect fishing gear.

Waterlines: Fear of Dragging

If you have a paranoid personality, anchoring out can be a validating experience. On the one hand, it seems rather simple. You amble up to

Waterlines: Spaghetti Madness

Whither the mast-mounted halyard winch? Just as all roads once led to Rome, many sailors now believe that all working lines should lead to the

Ethanol in Fuel

One of the first stories I ever edited for publication in a boat magazine, way back in 1986, was about the dangers and general inconvenience

Navigating by Tablet

When my wife, Mia, and I first crossed the Atlantic on our Allied Seawind 36, Arcturus, in 2011, we used the same handheld GPS that

Experience: The Lee Shore

It had been calm when I went to sleep, a calm that was supposed to have lasted into the next day. But by 0300 it

The Danger of a Collision Offshore

This almost happened to me once. I was sailing singlehanded between Bermuda and St. Martin one fall, and one night happened to be on deck

Photo courtesy of X-Yachts

Rating Rifts

ORC has been criticized for re-rating the XR 41 for the 2026 season. Let’s talk about it. 

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Cruising Tips

Do away with mean reef points I’m always pleased to be on a boat with reef points for the mainsail. Without a stack pack, tying

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Meet Me In Miami

This weekend a significant portion of the boating industry descended upon Miami for the annual Discover Boating Miami International Boat Show. It’s a warm and

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SAIL Wins Big in Miami

For a third year in a row, SAIL Magazine has been recognized as the top magazine at the Boating Writers International annual awards.  SAIL led

Spica is a work in progress, but it’s rewarding work. Photo by Andy Schell

At the Helm: The Right Rig

I wrote recently about my ongoing project to redesign the mast and sailplan on our family boat, a 1971 OE 36 called Spica. I’ve agonized

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