Looking Back
Ben Zartman reminisces on four years of cruising aboard Ganymede.
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Ben Zartman reminisces on four years of cruising aboard Ganymede.
With the end of the sailing season upon them in Canada, the Zartman family needs to make tracks south before the locks close for the winter.
There was ice on Ganymede‘s decks the morning we left Harrington Harbor, which added urgency to our already ardent desire to push south and west.
It was strange to think that we were in the remotest coast we’d been yet, accessible only by boat—when the ice allowed—and bush plane.
After a summer spent cruising in the sparsely populated regions of the Canadian Maritimes, the Zartman family is scraping the bottom of the lockers aboard Ganymede.
The very top of the Northern Peninsula of Newfoundland, at almost 52 degrees of North latitude, is a chilly place all year ‘round. There’s not
The Zartman family seeks shelter in Quirpon with a broken engine.
The crew of Ganymede spent a few days in Fleur-de-Lys, Newfoundland, a small fishing village, and enjoyed some hospitality and a visit with some old cruising friends.
I remembered reading, somewhere long ago, that along this coast they refer to North as “Down”, as if descending into further cold and danger, and South as “Up.”
Things weren’t looking so good for the Zartman family’s stopover in this small fishing village, but then they met the charismatic and very helpful mayor.
We got out of Lumsden at last during a rare dead calm, and it was strange to motor gently between reefs that had been vicious, ship-killing breakers just a couple days before.
The Zartman family enjoys great sailing and a bounty of berries as they continue their summer cruise of the Canadian Maritimes.
Ben Zartman reminisces on four years of cruising aboard Ganymede.
With the end of the sailing season upon them in Canada, the Zartman family needs to make tracks south before the locks close for the winter.
There was ice on Ganymede‘s decks the morning we left Harrington Harbor, which added urgency to our already ardent desire to push south and west.
It was strange to think that we were in the remotest coast we’d been yet, accessible only by boat—when the ice allowed—and bush plane.
After a summer spent cruising in the sparsely populated regions of the Canadian Maritimes, the Zartman family is scraping the bottom of the lockers aboard Ganymede.
The very top of the Northern Peninsula of Newfoundland, at almost 52 degrees of North latitude, is a chilly place all year ‘round. There’s not
The Zartman family seeks shelter in Quirpon with a broken engine.
The crew of Ganymede spent a few days in Fleur-de-Lys, Newfoundland, a small fishing village, and enjoyed some hospitality and a visit with some old cruising friends.
I remembered reading, somewhere long ago, that along this coast they refer to North as “Down”, as if descending into further cold and danger, and South as “Up.”
Things weren’t looking so good for the Zartman family’s stopover in this small fishing village, but then they met the charismatic and very helpful mayor.
We got out of Lumsden at last during a rare dead calm, and it was strange to motor gently between reefs that had been vicious, ship-killing breakers just a couple days before.
The Zartman family enjoys great sailing and a bounty of berries as they continue their summer cruise of the Canadian Maritimes.
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