We are Mark and Judy Handley. We have been writing about our experiences on this website for almost eleven years now. For six of those years, we were sailing around the world on our 42-foot sailboat, Windbird. During those six years and the five years since our circumnavigation, we have posted a log almost daily. We lived aboard all of those years and loved every minute. But we have now sold Windbird and are living in a harbourside apartment in the town of Falmouth, Massachusetts, on Cape Cod. The website title has been tweaked just a bit to reflect our new status, “The Voyage of Windbird . . . and Beyond.” We decided not to change things totally because we want to leave the three and a half thousand daily logs and all of the accompanying photos on the website for anyone who might be interested. But for those who would like to continue to follow the current “Voyage of Windbird”, her new owners have a website that will chronicle the adventures. We are proud to introduce you to Sam and Dawn Weigel whose blog “Weigels on the Water” can be found at: http://wotwater.blogspot.com/

NOTE: Due to Google upgrading Picasa to Google Photos, many of our old photos are now broken.  We are actively working on fixing this – thanks for your patience!

2018 Life Logs, Day 169—Thinking of the Children

2018 Life Logs, Day 169—Thinking of the Children
Date: Monday, June 18, 2018
Weather: Partly Sunny with Lots of Wind; High 75, Low 65 F
Location: At Home in the Cottage, East Falmouth, MA

It was a normal Monday—appointment with the chiropractor, class at the gym, laundry, and gardening. But throughout all of this, I just couldn’t stop thinking about all of those children who are being taken away from their parents at our southern border with no procedure for reuniting them. The few images, and now, a bit of audio, of these children crying for their parents is heart breaking. What are we doing? I just can’t believe this is happening in the United States of America. I was incredulous over what happened in Flint, Michigan. I was furious and ashamed of the way our government dealt with the people of Puerto Rico after Hurricane Maria. But I don’t have words to describe my feelings for what our government is doing to these children coming across our border with parents seeking asylum. We should all be incredulous, furious, and ashamed, as well as heart broken. But more than that, each of us needs to take some sort of action to make sure our government representatives hear our voices. There is going to be a march on Washington on June 30th, but that seems so far away. Another 70 children per day will be separated from their parents and homeless by that time. I wish I knew what plan of action to follow, but I don’t. I feel almost paralyzed by what is happening. If anyone has suggestions, please let me know.

2018 Life Logs, Day 168—Happy Father’s Day

2018 Life Logs, Day 168—Happy Father’s Day
Date: Sunday, June 17, 2018
Weather: Sunny and Warm; High 82, Low 61 F
Location: At Home in the Cottage, East Falmouth, MA

Happy Father’s Day to all of you fathers out there, especially to my two favorite fathers, Jed and Justin. I know I’m biased, but in my opinion, both of them are Super Dads. Justin was probably crazy busy today getting ready to fly to England tomorrow, but he is never too busy to take time to play with Ziggy and Coco. Jed has had a very busy weekend being a single parent while Heather is out sailing on the Corwith Cramer, but nothing would make her dad any happier than knowing that she is out there sailing. And while she is out there sailing, Jed has done a great job with the boys. They went to the beach with friends yesterday and had a great time. Today, I had him drop them off with me late this afternoon so he could do the grocery shopping for the week and I grilled burgers and hot dogs for a Father’s Day dinner. While Jed was shopping, Sam and Ollie took turns going out in the kayak. When Ollie came back in, it was time to put the kayak away and get ready for dinner. As I was waiting for him, I met a neighbor and his dog. The neighbor lives three houses down and only comes here on weekends. But he has a dog named Reggie that Ollie fell in love with. As we pulled the kayak out of the water and pulled it up to store it, Reggie stayed right with us. He’s a big, black dog, but so gentle. He stayed right with Ollie and followed us home. He went right to the front door with Ollie and waited to be invited in. Ollie said he would take him home and he did. Ollie met Reggie’s ‘mother’ and she told him he could come borrow Reggie anytime he wanted. Ollie was absolutely thrilled and wants to buy doggie toys so they can play together. That child really needs a dog. But in the meantime, maybe we have found a great match.

2018 Life Logs, Day 167—Fun with Friends

2018 Life Logs, Day 167—Fun with Friends
Date: Saturday, June 16, 2018
Weather: Sunny and Warm; High 77, Low 58 F
Location: At Home in the Cottage, East Falmouth, MA

I spent my whole day just relaxing and having fun with friends. I don’t do that very often, so it was a special day. I did do a bit of gardening this morning and made the huge mistake of carrying a bag of compost from one side of the yard to the other. I know better, but I really needed the compost and moving in one shovel full at a time seemed ridiculous. But bringing back the pain in my hips is also ridiculous, but that is what I did. My bad, so I just have to live with it. After the morning gardening, I went over to pick up Jane Woodin and take her downtown to walk about the Arts Alive booths and have lunch. Jane’s heart ablation with the misstep that caused internal bleeding happened over two weeks ago and she is still in extreme pain from the internal accumulation of blood. It takes weeks for that to reabsorb, but hopefully the pain will start to lessen soon. But she was a good sport today. Even with the pain, I think she had a good time getting out and about. And I certainly enjoyed the time to catch up on life’s happenings with her.

I had planned to work in Heather’s garden after spending the time with Jane, but by the time I went to the supermarket to get fruit to take to tonight’s Newcomers Mix and Mingle affair, there just wasn’t time. So, I came home, got the fruit washed and ready to take, did a little more garden work here, and then went to Karen and Peter Baranowski’s home for the Mix and Mingle. I talked with one couple who are considering the purchase of a small motorhome so they can travel after retirement. I shared that I have one set of friends, Lee and Lynda Kaufman, who are doing that right now. Just today I got a short message from Lynda saying they are in Tok, Alaska, headed to Valdez tomorrow. And next weekend, sailing friends Dave and Judy Howell, will arrive on Cape Cod in their new motorhome on their way from southern Oregon to Nova Scotia and back home via the TransCanada Highway. After talking to that couple, I somehow found myself sitting in the livingroom recounting the adventures of my life with a few friends. I talked way too long and way too much and even convinced myself that I really must be crazy to have done all those things!

2018 Life Logs, Day 166—Heather Sails on Corwith Cramer

2018 Life Logs, Day 166—Heather Sails on Corwith Cramer
Date: Friday, June 15, 2018
Weather: Overcast and Cool; High 64, Low 54 F
Location: At Home in the Cottage, East Falmouth, MA

Twenty-one years ago, Heather sailed out of Woods Hole on the Sea Education Association (SEA) operated tall ship, the Corwith Cramer. This was her induction into the MIT-Woods Hole Oceanographic joint marine science PhD program. Two life changing events happened on that trip. She met her future husband and she climbed to the top of a 100-foot mast and encountered the ‘vast horizon’ life has to offer. The Corwith Cramer left Woods Hole today with a crew of ocean educators, including my daughter. Heather was invited on this four-day sail and she most enthusiastically accepted. She returns on Tuesday. I find it almost impossible to believe that it has been 21 years since her first sail on the Corwith Cramer. Seems just like yesterday. But I am very excited that Heather was offered this adventure. Originally the sail was going to be to New York City and back, but as of last evening, all she knew was that the plan had been changed and that now they were to sail east into the Atlantic. Today was miserable weather wise, but the weather report here on land for the next few days is for better weather than we have seen all spring—warmth and sunshine. Sure hope that same sunshine follows the Corwith Cramer with enough wind to make for a great sail.

I started my day by taking Ollie and Jonah to school as Heather and Jed both needed to be in Woods Hole by 8:30 to attend a workshop. I then managed to fritter away the day doing nothing productive before returning to pick J & O up after school. They wanted to go to the skate park with bike and scooter to have some fun. So, we did that while Jed headed home to help Sam get ready for his two-night Scout biking camp-out. Sam and Jed did the grocery shopping for the troop yesterday, so while I was with Jonah and Ollie, Jed delivered Sam with his gear and the coolers of food for the weekend to the meeting spot. When Jed got home, I came home to unpack all of the garden goodies that arrived from Amazon today. I received a second bean tower for pole beans and three matching tomato cages. These are square, tall towers that fit nicely into small raised beds. Tomorrow I hope to complete the final spring plantings here at home and in Heather’s garden and spend some time with friend Jane Woodin. The weather looks great, so I’m really looking forward to a day outside.

2018 Life Logs, Day 165—Meghan and Her Goats Return

2018 Life Logs, Day 165—Meghan and Her Goats Return
Date: Thursday, June 14, 2018
Weather: Sunny and Warm; High 76, Low 55 F
Location: At Home in the Cottage, East Falmouth, MA

Meghan and her goats returned today to rid the wooded part of my backyard of poison ivy. Meghan arrived early to carry away the tons of poison ivy pulled up on Monday that the goats could just not eat. When Meghan arrived on Monday she really couldn’t believe the volume of poison ivy on the water side of the property. She called it an orchard on Monday, but by her return today she was calling it a grove. She had never seen anything like it and she posted a selfie showing her amazement at the height of the poison ivy. She and the goats did an amazing job on Monday, but thankfully today’s job was a little more normal. I wanted to rid the wooded area behind the cottage of poison ivy and at the end of the day, the job was done. When Megan arrived with goats, I was using Jed’s electric chainsaw to cut some of the low branches so the goats would have quicker access to the poison ivy. Meghan was aghast that I was using a chainsaw while home alone. Probably not a good practice, but when you live alone, you have to do a lot of things that are not best practice. But her admonition kept me from using a ladder to climb higher to cut some high branches. I’ll have to ask Jed to help with me with that job or wait until Justin comes to visit in July. In the meantime, I’m going to follow-up on the goat’s clearing job by using my garden sprayer to spray a salt solution on the cleared areas to discourage future growth. And I might have to invite the goats to return at some point during the summer. But for now, I feel like the property is a much safer place for little boys and myself to roam. Friends Karen and Peter Baranowski came to visit this afternoon to see the goats and Peter magically produced a wooden ramp to help Meghan get Mac, her biggest goat, into the truck bed. The other three goats jump right up, but Mac is a little big to be able to do that. The ramp worked, so thank you, Peter! Meghan’s business is called ‘Get My Goats’ and I highly recommend it for poison ivy removal and general clearing. The goats are so cute and with Meghan’s help, they do a great job. My new chant is “Goats, not Roundup.”

While Meghan and the goats worked in the backyard, I worked in the raised bed gardens in the front yard. I attempted to get them fenced as the baby rabbits have started getting closer each day and looking on with relish. I first cut hardware cloth and tried to embed it inside the raised bed boards. That didn’t work at all. So, I went out and bought chicken wire and tried to wrap the beds in that. I hate chicken wire as I have always found it so difficult to work with. I got one bed done, but I need help to do it right. I’m going to watch some DIY videos and see if I can get better at this. But maybe my sloppy job will be good enough to keep the rabbits at bay for now.

Justin called this evening and announced that they now have internet at home. They still don’t have consistent running water, but he joked by saying, “Who needs water when they have internet?” Actually, he is very disheartened by the fact that they still don’t have water, but at least I was able to have a Skype video call with Ziggy and Coco tonight. They leave for England next week and will be here mid-July on their way home. Can’t wait to have them visit.

2018 Life Logs, Day 164—Rainy Day

2018 Life Logs, Day 164—Rainy Day
Date: Wednesday, June 13, 2018
Weather: Overcast and Rainy; High 69, Low 62 F
Location: At Home in the Cottage, East Falmouth, MA

Rainy days are not my favorites, but I know it made my plants happy, so I endured. I went to the gym and then directly to the chiropractor. By the time I got home, it was almost time for lunch. Then I went to Heather and Jed’s to do my laundry. Then I came home and did some cooking. That was my day. In between all of that I got a phone call from Susie Klein. My friendship with Suzie goes back to 2005 when we met at a weekend crash course to help us pass our tests to get a HAM radio operator’s license. Susie and her husband Jim Hammitt were getting ready to do an Atlantic crossing and Mark and I were getting ready to head around the world. Susie loved our story and wrote an article about us that was published in the Boston Globe. When Mark and I were home in 2007 for Sam’s birth, Susie asked us to speak to her sailing club about our travels. While we were giving the presentation, Jed called to tell us that Heather was in labor. So we wrapped up the presentation and headed back to the Cape. Today Suzie called to ask me to speak to the Wayland Sailing Club in the fall about how Sam and Dawn Weigel first saw Windbird while they were flying over Hawksbill Cay in the Bahamas and a year later become her new owner. Hopefully, Sam’s article telling this story will be published in Cruising World before my presentation. It will make my job very easy.

2018 Life Logs, Day 163—Poison Ivy Forest

2018 Life Logs, Day 163—Poison Ivy Forest
Date: Tuesday, June 12, 2018
Weather: Sunny; High 70, Low 57 F
Location: At Home in the Cottage, East Falmouth, MA

Today was the day that Meghan Hannawalt’s goats came to rid this property of poison ivy . . . or at least give it a go. Last week when Meghan and I walked the property, it looked like a half-day job. Last evening, I decided to walk the property again in preparation of the arrival of the goats today. Whoa! Could it be possible that poison ivy could grow that much in one week? All of a sudden, the poison ivy in the wooded part of my back yard looked puny next to the forest of poison ivy in the wooded area between the house and the river. The original plan was to fence the goats in the backyard wooded area to clear that area and pull out the poison ivy on the path to the river and bring it to the goats to snack on. But when I had Meghan walk with me down to the water when she arrived this afternoon, she was even more surprised than I was. She said to me, “Judy, you have an entire orchard of poison ivy.” The poison ivy in one area was 3-4 feet high and it had climbed the trees and hung down over our heads. There was one poison ivy ‘bush’ that looked like a small tree. Meghan agreed that if I wanted to clear that area, she would have to fence the goats in that area and not worry about the poison ivy in the backyard woods. So that is what she did, but there was so much poison ivy that the goats couldn’t possibly eat it all in one afternoon. For four hours, the four goats munched and Meghan worked without stopping to pull up as much poison ivy as possible. We ended up with piles of it that Meghan will have to come back to pick up. And I decided to hire Meghan and her goat crew for one more afternoon to do the backyard woods this Thursday. They do a spectacular job and it is such a great, environmentally friendly way of getting rid of nasty poison ivy. At the end of the school day, I went to pick up the Goldpebbles so they could meet the goats. After the introductions, the boys headed down to the dock. The wind was fierce today and it had blown all the seaweed in the river right up into our little cove. They thought that was great. Thick as it was, the boys still wanted to go kayaking for the first time this season. I relented and sent Sam out first to see if it was even possible to paddle through the seaweed to get out of the cove. It wasn’t easy, but he was successful. Jonah followed with success, and when Heather arrived, she went out with Ollie. Heather had biked the ten+ miles from Woods Hole, but luckily she had the strong wind on her back so she still had the energy to go out with Ollie. We ended the evening with a taco dinner. Heather and Jed do Taco Tuesday most weeks, so since they were here, I kept the Taco Tuesday theme.

On a different topic . . . finally, between the chiropractor and the physical therapist, progress has been made with the pain in my lower back and hips. I went to the physical therapist this morning and he was very pleased with the progress and will now get back to working on my knee. That is why I was referred to him in the first place. But then when I threw my back out, we had to change the focus. I’m hoping that I can end these appointments by the end of next week as Friday of next week is the last day of school. That means that Camp Oma 2018 begins on the following Monday. And that means that there is just no time for PT appointments. Let the summer fun begin.

2018 Life Logs, Day 162—Sentosa Island Memories

2018 Life Logs, Day 162—Sentosa Island Memories
Date: Monday, June 11, 2018
Weather: Sunny; High 67, Low 49 F
Location: At Home in the Cottage, East Falmouth, MA

Watching television coverage of the Trump-Kim Summit tonight brought back memories of the three weeks that Mark and I spent at the beautiful One 15 Marina on the southern tip of Sentosa Island.

03 Fountain at Entrance

18 Entrance at Night

07 Fountain on the Roof

Singapore is an island, a country, and a city-state all in one. There are a few islands surrounding the main island which are all part of Singapore. Sentosa is one of those and it is just a short public transportation ride from the modern shopping area called Vivo on the main island. The hotel where the Summit is happening is on the southern tip of Sentosa just across the golf course from the resort marina where we stayed. When you come across the bridge from the main island you are greeted by a statue of Merlion,

09 Entering Sentosa Island

14 Merlion Welcomes Us to the Island

half lion, half fish, and the official symbol of Singapore. And as soon as get across the bridge, you can get off the Sentosa Express Monorail and visit the touristy area that is a miniature Disney World. Or you can hop off the Monorail and get a bus that takes you to the southern part of Sentosa which is home to the marina, a few other high end resort hotels, and a couple of golf courses. We had planned to stay in Singapore less than a week, but it ended up to be a great stop with so much to see that we had a hard time pulling ourselves away.

I started my day with another chiropractor appointment and then I drove across the bridge on a shopping expedition. I have been wearing my gym sneakers to do gardening and really had to buy a new pair. There is a New Balance outlet near Costco, so I headed there, did some food shopping, got a new pair of sneakers, and headed back to the Cape to pick Jonah and Ollie up after school. When I got home, I went for a walk around the property searching out poison ivy. Tomorrow Meghan Hannawalt is coming with her goats who love to eat poison ivy and cat briar, both of which I would like to get rid of before Goldpebbles get out of school and start tromping though the wooded area to the marsh. I’m looking forward to watching the goats rid the property of poison ivy in an environmentally friendly manner. I will pick the Goldpebbles up after school so they can come see the goats winding up their work. Should be a fun day.

2018 Life Logs, Day 161—Flag Day 5K Run

2018 Life Logs, Day 161—Flag Day 5K Run
Date: Sunday, June 10, 2018
Weather: Mostly Cloudy; High 69, Low 52 F
Location: At Home in the Cottage, East Falmouth, MA

The Falmouth Education Foundation’s Flag Day 5K Run was today. The Foundation gives a lot of money to Falmouth schools for various projects, so the Goldstones wanted to show their support by participating in this race which is a huge fund raiser for the Foundation. Heather and Sam have run other races, but this was Jed’s first race in many years. They all had strong finishes and they seemed to enjoy the experience. While they were running, Jonah, Ollie, and I walked across the street to the beach where Jonah and Ollie kicked a soccer ball around. Actually, Ollie did all of the kicking and Jonah did all of the catching, sometimes diving into the sand to keep the ball from going across the goal line. Next door neighbors, Molly and Melissa ran in the race, as well as Sam’s friend Harrison and his dad. When Mark and I flew home from Australia for Sam’s first birthday, I remember taking Sam to swim lessons. Harrison was in the class and they were so tiny. Oh, my. They are no longer babies!

After the race, the Goldstones headed to a Cub Scout picnic and moving up ceremony. Jonah moved up from being a Bear Cub to a Webelo. I went home to do a few things, one of which was to fix dinner for all of us. I delivered dinner to the Goldstones and we did a little pre- and post-dinner celebrating with the Keefe’s next door. I laughed when I heard Heather say this was supposed to be a relatively low-activity weekend. That may be, but there was still plenty of activity. We keep saying we need a weekend to recover from our weekends.

2018 Life Logs, Day 160—Saturday with the Goldstones

2018 Life Logs, Day 160—Saturday with the Goldstones
Date: Saturday, June 9, 2018
Weather: Sunny and Warm; High 76, Low 55 F
Location: At Home in the Cottage, East Falmouth, MA

As planned, I spent the day at Heather and Jed’s helping with various projects. We got a lot done, but we didn’t get the front door frame sanded and painted. A project for another day. Gardening, doing mountains of laundry, delivering kids to friends’ homes for play dates, shopping for patio furniture, and finally going to the nursery to buy ornamentals for the front yard and getting some of those planted is what we did get done. Then it was time for dinner. I have offered for months to keep the boys so Heather and Jed could go out on a dinner date. And tonight was that night. The boys wanted to stay and eat dinner at home so they could play with the neighbor kids as long as possible. So, I fixed dinner there and then we came here (my house) for a sleep over. When it was time for bedtime stories, Ollie said he would read our favorite book to me. Heather told me his reading ability has just blossomed in the past few weeks. He has been reading Magic Tree House chapter books to her. Therefore, I wasn’t surprised when Ollie picked up the book tonight and read the whole thing to me with no assistance, but I was overwhelmed with pride in this new reading abilities. He is really a good little reader. The boys are in bed fast asleep now, and since I have had my bedtime story read to me, I think I’ll join them.