Into the Lion’s Den

As I look out my front window, the house across the street plays peek a boo through the swirling snowdrifts — fading in and out of view as the wind throws a fluffy white blanket over the ground.  Writing about sailing and cruising seems a little out of context as I begrudge the plow operator for leaving another towering mound snow in my driveway. Winter and sailing in Newfoundland do not play well together. Perhaps it’s time for a little mental holiday… Thinking back a ...