About the Crew

She married the captain.
He married the plan.
The Boykin spaniel believes snacks should be federally protected.

After lots of plotting routes (her) and calculating margins (him), we’ve untied the lines on Patriot and pointed her toward the Great Loop our 6,000-mile reminder that sometimes the long way around is exactly the point.

For the next nine months, home will be wherever we tie up. We’ll trade driveways for waterways, meetings for marina neighbors, and predictable schedules for weather windows and wake zones.

Patriot may fly the flag in name, but this adventure is less about bravado and more about freedom, the quiet kind you find at sunrise on open water.

This blog is our logbook: steady navigation, well-made plans, a little brassy confidence, and one very committed dockside greeter with floppy ears.

Welcome aboard.