Moving at the speed of the wind.
What began as a six-month sailing experiment quickly became our entire world. We traded highway asphalt for ocean swell and hotel door keys for a thirty-eight-foot wooden cutter we named The Circus Wagon.
Living in small floating quarters forces you to look closely at what you carry. Everything on board has its place, moisture is a daily conversation, and the weather determines when we stay or set sail. Yet with that discipline comes a quiet kind of freedom you can only find miles from the nearest shore.
“Out here, you stop asking what time it is and start noticing which way the tide is running.”
Colby & Jake — Ship's Log
Vignettes
Life aboard
The rhythm between anchors: small daily rituals, changing seas, and notes kept along the way.
Coffee at sunrise in the cockpit with calm water.
Navigating through afternoon chop under reefed mainsail.
Dropping anchor in a secluded bay at dusk.
Salt-crusted deck gear and charts laid out under warm cabin light.