STORM

By Erik Dolson

Our first stop was at the end of the long, six mile finger of Eastsound that nearly splits Orcas Island. The village at sound’s end sits on a tiny isthmus of low land that stretches between mountains.

I imagined a storm wave from either direction washing buildings into the sea, making one island into two. Continue reading STORM

The Last Blog

by Jane Miller

To all of our loyal friends and readers, On Till Morning is no longer. What began as the story of Erik and Jane, of love and healing, of boating and adventure, is over.

Caring for a person with Parkinson’s Disease is a big responsibility. Add in a traumatic injury, the loss of an eye, the prospect of blindness, and it is not for everyone. Erik has decided that it’s not for him. Continue reading The Last Blog

July 28

by Jane Miller

I have had damn little good news in my life in the past 19 months, and I wasn’t expecting any when I sat in the exam room for an hour waiting for my retinologist, Dr. Lin, to explain the monthly test results.

My distance vision was strangely better, my middle and near vision worse The “starlings” of floaters and clouds of gray tulle that dulled my vision were back, the flashes of light continue. Continue reading July 28

Anchor

By Erik Dolson

The marina where we’d gone to do repairs cost more per month than the mortgage on my home. Parties down the dock were too long and loud. We’d been sprayed with water by a young man washing the boat next to us, and he was belligerent when we objected.

It was time to go. Irish wanted a quiet day on the boat before we headed south, and so did I. Besides, crab season had opened and she had a license! Continue reading Anchor

Shower stalls

By Erik Dolson

A sailboat is a world of small spaces. If the boat doesn’t have a water maker, fresh water is precious and saved mostly for drinking and cooking and (efficiently) washing dishes. Showers are further down the list, so sailors often shower on shore if a nearby marina has facilities.

Taking a shower in a marina has challenges. Here are a few tips.

First, give up any idea you want to be “presentable in public” while walking up the dock. You are on your way to the shower, and that’s how you look. Continue reading Shower stalls

Sailing is about Trust

by Jane Miller

Sailing  is about trust.

Who to trust. When to trust. How much to trust. What to do if that trust is broken.

Close to one year ago, we left the dock in Victoria bound for Sidney on the eastern side of Vancouver Island. Off the dock, out the harbor, southeast along the Strait of Juan de Fuca,  and a short jaunt up the east coast.

That was the plan. Continue reading Sailing is about Trust

Sinking Spell

Jane Miller

Dr. Lin said we’d give it one more month. One more month of careful observation. One more month of weekly self-injecting methotrexate with its life-sucking side effects. One more month of painful (but brief) bi-weekly Humira.

If the inflammation goes away, we’ll continue without the injection of steroids into my left eye. If the fluid is still there, well, we’ll continue and do the shot. Again. Continue reading Sinking Spell

Who’s blind?

By Erik Dolson

We were back on the boat at the end of December, planning for a New Years celebration in Victoria. The fireworks had been cancelled, or were never scheduled, but we didn’t know that and didn’t really care. We were on the boat and with friends.

Irish’ last doctor’s visit had been great. Her left eye had improved after the injection of steroid. (I held her hand, but could not watch.) While it was impossible to know if the methotrexate was effective, signs were positive even if her vision wasn’t improving much past 20/30, even with the new glasses we bought her last summer. Continue reading Who’s blind?