Under sail

By Erik Dolson

“Can we take the Christmas lights  back to Oregon?” Irish asked.

She said once before she wanted to use that storage space under the seat at the navigation station for something else. Storage is always an issue, even on an oversized boat like Foxy. Continue reading “Under sail”

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?”