Does size really matter or is it all just up to the motion of the ocean?
We decided to buy a boat.Continue reading “Analysis Paralysis – Boat Decision Process- Part I”
We flew to Miami to revisit and test sail one of our catamaran top contenders from boat shows – the Xquisite X5. The X5 is either a beautiful catamaran if you like the modern styling, or one ugly beast if you are a traditionalist. To us . . . .
The curved coach roof . . . the four diagonal windows . . . and that curved Targa arch that gives is Porsche like feel . . . . . .
This is our new fangled, improved, and super-duper blog. As you can see, it is rather fancy. Please enjoy, subscribe, comment (let me know about the many typos you find, all of which I intentionally inserted to help those of you who enjoy nitpicking).Continue reading “Welcome!!”
Settling into life in California means everything is different, but also more of the same. SNAFU (for you non-military types, google it).
5 am. Wife and kids are asleep. Dogs are asleep. East-coast guests are asleep, though there is a significant danger that they will soon be awake since it is 830 on their internal clocks.
I woke, as I often do, to dog poop in the kitchen. Argh!! Our little French Bulldog is an untrainable mess at this new house.Continue reading “Moving Angst, Reminising, And A Boat Show In France”
So we MOVED!! We are now Californians. Teresa’s new job is off and running. (Alston-Raids-Reed-Smith-MoFo-for-New-San-Francisco-Office)
Teresa moved to San Fran in March, but visited Atlanta a lot. We visited her a bunch too. In the short term we rented a house in Tiburon with great views.Continue reading “Georgians into Californians -heck of a change.”
The boat saga continues. I convinced Sam that the cost of diesel would end up limiting our desire to use a motorboat. Plus, we could probably get a cool sailboat and a dinghy with a powerful motor to satisfy his need for speed. The girls also started to indulge us and participate in the discussions about sailing. Teresa and I even started to wonder if this would be a fun past time while retired. Then those girls of mine inserted their bit of practicality – none of us know how to sail.
Well, that brought us to a momentary stand still.
But wait- there’s more. We had no plans the week between Christmas and New Years. We usually take some form of road trip around that time. That jump started my mental process.
Moving to an entirely new part of the country is complicated. Not only do you need to find a house, but that house needs to be in a neighborhood, and that neighborhood will have schools, etc. So, moving to San Francisco involved a lot more thant just looking at boats as it did in my imagination.. Hmm. We started looking for places to live in SF. We spent a few very long days walking around in town SF.Continue reading “Picked Our New Neighborhood And Visited a Boat Show”
Welcome to Wild Rumpus Sailing– some thoughts and a journal of sorts from a middle-aged, bald, overweight guy considering what the heck to do in retirement. (If you do not yet know who we are, check this out first –https://wildrumpussailing.blog/about/) It may seem early to consider retirement since I am not yet 50, but seeing the old law partners continue to work into their 70s was disturbing. Even more disturbing, they continued to come into the office even after they had no cases for the ostensible purpose of “mentoring” the younger lawyers. Since we refuse to work until we die, here we are – typos and all.Continue reading “Origin story”