If there were any romanticism in sailing for my middle son then mother nature has most assurdadly kicked the crap out of any such notions. 

This week my son set off as a member of Greyhawk, a 1980's vintage 34-foot Person sailing boat.  The new owner of the boat, a New Hampshire university professor, bought her for $12,000 and is sailing her from Maryland to Maine.  My son is part of a six member crew helping with the passage.

You can see Greyhawk in the picture to the left; it's the small one on the left hand side of the pier.

But the weather has conspired against the good ship Greyhawk and her crew from the very start.  A storm front set against the Northeast and hunkered down all week like a huskie on a cold night; the storm just refused to leave the coast. 

Greyhawk, which already was looking small for six men for a week at sea, must have seemed like little more than a postage stamp at times during her passage. 

They are due in July 1st and I anxiously await the details.  In the meantime, here's a little slideshow of the Greyhawk and her preparations.