Ahoy, landlubbers, sailors, and RVers. It is me, Karl. I am currently guarding my RV, but I want to tell you more about my time at Green Turtle Cay in the Bahamas, because it was quite an adventure. If you know me, you know everything I do is an adventure. That is just how I […]
My name doesn’t matter much in this story. Karl calls me Dad, and that pretty much covers it. I want to tell you about my mornings, because I think it will help you understand who this guy is. Somewhere between two and three in the morning, I will feel it. A cold, wet
Nose. Toes. You Up? Read More »
The next day started like most boat days. Dad and I were hard at work doing boat jobs. We were working on the outboard motor on the dinghy. That is the engine that runs our tiny boat. When we are living on the hook, that means when we are anchored, that is how we
Nobody Panic. Everybody Panic. Read More »
The next day, Dad and I finished chores and he asked Mom if she was ready to go. Mom only worked half a day because it was Saturday. She said yes. He didn’t ask me. Because everyone knows. I am always ready to go. I started my insistent, high-pitched Shepherd whining. If
We were still at Green Turtle Cay in the Bahamas, where my Mom had just been attacked by no-see-ums. Let me just say… the bugs chose violence. We left off with Mom being personally victimized by approximately seventeen thousand no-see-ums. I counted. Roughly. The next morning was… not great. Dad shuffled
Bugs, Bombs, and a Sunset Reset Read More »
On our first day in Green Turtle Cay, I woke up bright-eyed and bushy-tailed. Just like every other day, I was ready to get to work. We all went for a walk together to check out our surroundings. We didn’t get much of a look when we got there the night before because we were
Today I am going to tell you about another sailing adventure from our days in the Bahamas. I was at the helm with my dad, just like always, because I am a top-notch first mate and Shepherd supreme. It was a bright and sunny day. The sails were just perfect. Not too windy, but windy
I survived American Pirates, a Rogue Wake, and a Stranger on My Boat. It Was a Lot. Read More »
Hi. I am Karl’s mom. He lets me borrow his page sometimes. I want to tell you about my boy. Karl is seven years old. He has severe epilepsy and has had grand mal seizures since he was two. In those five years we have tried medications, adjusted doses, monitored, worried, and spent
He Wakes up Wagging Every Single Time Read More »
Greetings from dry land, friends. I am currently serving as the First Mate AND Official Protector of a very important RV, a position I take extremely seriously and perform with great distinction. But important as my current duties are, we have unfinished business at sea. So settle in, grab a snack, and let’s get back
Five Thousand Dollars and a Bag of Kibble Read More »
Ahoy, friends! It’s me, Karl, your favorite sassy, four-legged first mate, back with more tales from the high seas of the Bahamas. Grab a treat and settle in, because it’s time to sail down memory lane. After we left the charming little marina village of West End, we did a lot of sailing. And
Karl’s Bahamas Adventure: Sailing, Bells, and a Very Suspicious Cay Read More »
