Morning on the river.

Morning on the river.

Morning.  14 July. 2018. He snores, my little dog, as he lies sleeping on his rug. Dawn is still an hour away so he’s entitled to sleep, but I’m sitting up in my bunk looking out over the water, watching the ripples distorting the reflection of the lights on the...

Working on the tiller

Its autumn here, but still unusually warm for this time of year.  Like summer would normally be, not that I’m complaining, its very nice weather and just about perfect for getting out in the smaller boats, Back in the workshop I’m taking a break from the...