
Crossing Paths and Oceans: A Sailor’s Reunion Before the Race to Alaska
Reflecting on a pivotal Pacific passage, a sailor considers the nature of her voyages ahead.

Reflecting on a pivotal Pacific passage, a sailor considers the nature of her voyages ahead.

A number of sailors have cruised Labrador, Greenland, Patagonia, South Georgia, Antarctica, Alaska and the Northwest Passage. Some have wintered-over in high latitudes. But fewer

When you’re sailing in the Aleutians, Kodiak, and Prince William Sound, common wisdom says you need to be out of the Gulf of Alaska by

Who, except two crazy old guys—skipper Tony Smith was 71 and I was 68—would trail a 28ft trimaran 7,000 miles across America to go sailing

The Bermuda Race, the Fastnet, the Sydney-Hobart, the Transpac and the Transat, the Route du Rhum and the Vendée Globe—these are the classics of bluewater

If you haven’t heard of the most outrageous boat race in North America, it’s time to get with the program. It’s the Race to Alaska,

Team United by the Ocean took first place in the inaugural transatlantic race, with American-flagged 11th Hour Racing in a close second.

The temperatures are starting to cool off, the days are getting shorter, and your October issue is on its way. Here’s what’s coming up.

Offshore and offline go hand in hand.

Small electric outboards are becoming increasingly popular for everything
from dinghies to small race boats. We put three new models to the test.

The first days of the inaugural Ocean Race Atlantic test the fleet with sporty conditions.

Though they’ve made sailing easier and more accessible, electric winches must be treated with appropriate caution.

Sometimes it’s the imperfections that make things perfect.

Six IMOCAs are lining up in New York this week for the inaugural Ocean Race Atlantic, a fully-crewed sprint from New York City to Lorient, France.

Tank water can easily be contaminated with anything from a lingering bad taste to dangerous bacteria. Installing a triple filtration set up on Ben-Varrey helped.

The effort to save Maine’s classic plastic fleet began—as so many great things do—with three friends and a foolish idea.