Looking aft past our stand up paddle boards to the sunset.
It seems like my waking hours are consumed lately with the desire to return to LIB. I have not one complaint about my life, I am blessed far beyond what I deserve, yet I dream of this escape. Is it the Caribbean waters that call? The desire for warmer temperatures? Or is it the relative simplicity of life on a boat that whispers to my spirit?
Ticket to Ride 