Category : Sailing

It’s Not Sailing, It’s Flying
July 1, 2010
As a die-hard skier, windsurfing became my sport of choice when the snow melted and the warmth of the beach beckoned. Windsurfing was a natural choice. It shares the adrenaline of speed with skiing, requires skill and balance, and harnesses natural elements. Read More ...
July 1, 2010
As a die-hard skier, windsurfing became my sport of choice when the snow melted and the warmth of the beach beckoned. Windsurfing was a natural choice. It shares the adrenaline of speed with skiing, requires skill and balance, and harnesses natural elements. Read More ...

The Bay and Anywhere the Wind Blows
May 1, 2010
While millions scurry daily along the shores and across the bridges of this 400-square-mile inland sea, far too few ever get out on the water. It may be the defining landmark of our region and regarded as the best sailing location in North America, but for many it’s more of an inconvenience than a resource. “Only about 5 percent of the eight million people who live in the Bay Area have actually been on the bay in any form,” says Anthony Sandberg. Read More ...
May 1, 2010
While millions scurry daily along the shores and across the bridges of this 400-square-mile inland sea, far too few ever get out on the water. It may be the defining landmark of our region and regarded as the best sailing location in North America, but for many it’s more of an inconvenience than a resource. “Only about 5 percent of the eight million people who live in the Bay Area have actually been on the bay in any form,” says Anthony Sandberg. Read More ...

The Crossing
July 1, 2007
Moses The suppository should have been a clue. Crouched in the cramped bathroom of a sailboat docked at a small island in French Polynesia, I was fumbling in the darkness with a cold wax suppository about the size of a . 22 caliber bullet. Read More ...
July 1, 2007
Moses The suppository should have been a clue. Crouched in the cramped bathroom of a sailboat docked at a small island in French Polynesia, I was fumbling in the darkness with a cold wax suppository about the size of a . 22 caliber bullet. Read More ...


