Survivor – Reflection Style

We survived! It was big, it was scary, and it was necessary. I'm happy to report that Harold's heart surgery went "according to plan" and after a short stay in the hospital, he is home. I'm not gonna lie, this was hard. I listened to his heart and following the surgery, it sounds like lub dub, lub dub, lub dub rather than whoosh whoosh, whoosh whoosh, whoosh whoosh. We are looking forward to returning to Reflection. We'll be back on board when Harold can walk 30 minutes and be able to "hang on" and gets the Dr. permission. Initially we will need some extra hands on deck to help with sailing. Shoot us a message if you'd like to join us for a gentle sail on Lake Muskegon or Lake Michigan later this summer. Harold celebrating a week out of surgery with a…

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How do you fix a broken heart?

That's what we are learning about. Most of our previous repair experiences have been - and no great surprise - on sailboats. From bilge pumps to wind vanes, hoses to prop shafts, and everything in between. And if you know Harold, he can repair anything! “If you can’t repair it, maybe it shouldn’t be on board.” —Lin and Larry Pardey Unfortunately, the mitral valve is not a DIY project. We have done our research and have found the best team to work on the repair. We met with Dr. Romano at Cardiac Center in Ann Arbor yesterday and have set the ball rolling to get Harold's mitral valve repaired or replaced.  We are very pleased with the team who will guide us through the surgery and recovery. He had a blood draw yesterday and scheduled a Cardiac Cath on Monday, June 30.  This will…

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Adjusting our Sails

May 20, 2025 Over the last month, we have done a lot of routine maintenance and some upgrades to Reflection so that we could cruise all summer. I retired from the Southside Community Kitchen as of April 1 and we had plans to sail unhindered by a schedule and to go where the wind and weather were favorable. Our hope was to explore the North Channel, anchoring out, hiking, and enjoying the wilderness. We especially wanted to revisit South Manitou Island and to spend more time enjoying the beautiful anchorage and hiking the island. One of the things we loved last year was visiting all of the amazing farmer's markets - Frankfort and Northport provided most of our produce. Our dreams for this summer did not include finding out last week that Harold has a severely prolapsed mitral valve with regurgitation that requires…

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Minutes to Hours

There are amazingly beautiful days out sailing, seas are calm winds are fair. So lovely that you hate to drop anchor. Then there are those days that start out fine and turn gnarly, turning minutes to hours. Yesterday was one of those days. We checked the forecasts (yes- multiple predictions) and knew it could get zesty out there with the wind not being in an optimal direction for our destination- South Manitou. If we had made it to Manitou we could have had a relatively easy sail to Frankfort with winds in a more favorable direction. Sometime early afternoon after leaving Little Traverse Bay, things got big. Reflection is a great boat and handled well, but sheesh, we were heeled over and thumping into some pretty big waves. The jib was getting splashed up 3-4 feet and our deck was also getting splashed.…

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Northern Lights

August 31 at 3:45am I got up to do an anchor check and I looked out and saw stars, so I unzipped the enclosure and noticed rhythmic and shimmering light coming from our starboard side. I woke up Mary and Harold and we sat out on deck an watched the aurora for a half hour until it started to fade. The Milky Way was out in all it's brilliance and so many stars. I even spotted a meteor. Nearly every night I've look up into the night sky looking for the lights and today we enjoyed them from the middle of the Beaver Island Harbor. Tonight we are tying up a the marina because winds are going to be gusting 30mph! Yesterday at 24 mph, we dragged anchor halfway through our first cup of coffee and had to spring into action. When we…

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Night Noises

Sleeping aboard a boat comes with unique night noises depending on wind, waves, and swing of the boat. During the day we don't notice the various creaking lines, slapping halyards, tapping snap fasteners, and squawking squeaks. Apparently the cue for these unsettling noises to start, is the moment you turn off the lights and start to nod off. "What's that sound?" is the predominate conversation, quickly followed by an anchor check to make sure no dragging is happening. Then settling down again, starting to nod off there is a tap tap tapping sound followed by a thump thump thumping sound, then a swing of the boat followed by a moan of the snubber line. On a calm night in a protected anchorage the noises are much less, maybe a lapping of a wave against the hull. The noises once identified are something we…

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Acing the Anchor and …

I have developed an effective strategy for dealing with Anchor Anxiety. Don't look down into the water! Problem solved. The last two nights we anchored out in Lake Charlevoix. The first night in East Jordan, close to the RV park off the beach, next to the road - but free WiFi. Then we sailed up the arm to Oyster Bay where we spent a lovely afternoon and evening in a quiet bay with a few other sailboats. It was peaceful, calm, and delightful, until the thunder started around 4:30 and wok me out of a deep sleep and an interesting dream. It was the day before I start my around the world solo sailing adventure. Clearly, I had reservations. I had deep reservations, but everyone assume I knew what I was was doing. I was woefully unprepared to sail solo around the world.…

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Anchoring

Northport Apparently, I have anchor anxiety! I'm not used to being able to see the bottom where we put down the anchor. I am really afraid of hitting bottom. When I'm standing on the bow ready to lower the anchor and can see the bottom - it looks like its about 4 feet deep. We draw 4'6". Harold is calm at the wheel monitoring the depth and easing us into shore, I'm ready to hit the button and put the anchor down. I wait, and wait, I look back we are still motoring ahead, I wait some more and more. Now I'm looking back urgently, I think we should drop anchor. But I wait for the signal. When it finally comes I am so relieved. Down goes the anchor, I can see it land, I let out some chain, hook on the preventer,…

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Island

On a morning such as this, before the world begins anew, the water like a mirror, mist gently floating across the bay, life is overwhelmingly wonderful. Soon the parade of cormorants start dotting the horizon and flying north over the bay. Single lines of birds stretch 40-50 bird lengths in each congregation. We soon see that the point turned from a pale sand color to black with a cormorant convention. The crows start squawking, seagulls move in searching for breakfast. The gulls have a loud disagreement over who gets first dibs on the catch of the day. We are anchored off South Manitou Island the furthest north we've ever sailed. Yesterday we motor sailed from Frankfort in light winds, bright sun, and sky blue waters. We dropped anchor near the beach between two other sail boats, turned the engine off and enjoyed the…

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Carousel Ride

After I finished the dishes last night, following a dinner of fresh green beans, steak and fingerling potatoes, I started to feel a bit unwell. We were confined to the boat most of the afternoon after a lovely walk to the beach. We had hoped to tie up at the Frankfort Municipal Marina, but it was full. A fishing tournament - a big one- is scheduled for this week, So we were left "blowin' in the wind". It was pretty blustery mostly 18 with some 25's and perhaps more thrown in for excitement. Our boat was swinging faster that a carnival carousel first one way and then the other. The shoreline behind us swept across our stern - not in the gentle slightly revolving restaurant but like speeding along in semi circles on a motorcycle (without the engine noise!) I had to lie…

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