My flight left at 5am in the morning and I flew to Minneapolis where I sat next to a family who was going to Las Vegas on a on-the-spur-trip. I sat next to a little girl who had not flown before and we talked the whole way, she was a 6th grader, I then found my flight in Minneapolis and flew to Chicago where I sat next to an older couple who just got back from vacation in Hawaii. I had a longer layover where I got something to eat and waited till my flight to Boston where I sat next [View Full Entry]

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Just seeing if this travel blog works or if it is broken. [View Full Entry]

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Thursday, June 18 (Boston KOA to Littleton/Lisbon KOA): We left the Boston/Cape Cod KOA about 9am, heading towards our next KOA in Littleton, New Hampshire, with stops along the way at Laconia and Wolfeboro, New Hampshire. We stopped in Laconia to visit my mother’s grave, then on to Wolfeboro to visit the town where I was born. I can’t say I was born and raised there, since I only lived there a couple weeks after I was born. Wolfeboro or Wolfeborough depending on where you look, is America’s oldest resort town. Although still quite small, it does have a certain charm, [View Full Entry]

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Hello and welcome to Fish and Av's official travel blog page. The others are fakes. We invite you to follow us on our journey from NH to the rest of the world. I don't know how this page works yet but if you can feel free to comment! No foul language please, parents and small children may be reading this. If we don't write for a month or more we probably either died or got back and stopped writing in it. Love to all! [View Full Entry]

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Pan Pan Pan, this is element quest, element quest, element quest... we are in distress Dear jesus please make those words stop swirling around in my head in the same fashion as the red bull can floating in the corner of my room.The possibility of death was great, in my mind and my heat. The boys will tell you another story but to watch a boat fill with at least 4 feet of water spraying in ever direction you'd feel the same too. We're all ok for the most part. I have a strong feeling that whiplash, bumps bruises and strained [View Full Entry]

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Its been an interesting past few nights, sailing out still seems like a distant and unreal event. The weathers been perfect here, sunny days, cool crisp nights but apparently its all going to change quickly. We're still waiting for banks and lawyers to settle things out so we'll be leaving at the latest wednesday. In the mean time our collection of local friends is growing. I'm going to miss this place. We've recently adopted a few young fishermen from the pier, which has been more than entertaining. And trust me, in a situation such as this, entertainment is the key. We've [View Full Entry]

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Holey %$#@! We're sailing out today and its scary business. The weather is bad and the mood on the boat seems to me to be sheer terror. I'm listening to the new nofx album wrapping up loose ends in Portsmouth then we're off to New York. We're going to do a quick run through in the rain when I get back. It feels a little like everyones always waiting on me but I may be mildly neurotic, maybe. Not much else to say. We're off we're out and i can feel the waves rolling in the pit of my stomach already. [View Full Entry]

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Getting ready to set sail tomorrow.. tensions are still high but so are hopes. Nothing a little blue sky can't cure. Living in this town must be a simpler life. Young kids don't seem to be wreckless and out of control. Everything is closed on Sundays and people stroll through the park while 'raindrops keep falling on my head' plays on a stereo run by an elderly couple holding hands. This as all described to me by Ashely, the whole experience has been a little too comforting. Is it really that great? Are there hidden evils, its all a little too [View Full Entry]

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This week Karen, Maureen, Diane and I visited Aspet the Saint-Gaudens studio in Cornish, New Hampshire. This is the only National Park in New Hampshire and the first National Park that was dedicated to an American Artist. This was such an inspiring place to visit. Augustus Saint-Gaudens was one of the premier artists of the 18th century. He first came to Cornish for the summer in 1885 renting an abandoned inn from his friend Charles Beaman and used a converted hay barn as his studio. He grew to love the place and purchased it in 1892 using it as his summer [View Full Entry]

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This mission is beginning to feel a little aimless. We've had to make a few adjustments to the itinerary and its wearing on everyones nerves. Tight deadlines shift to a loose but busy dictatorship of sorts. The bitter tone is likely due to the sleep deprivation. Awaiting the captains arrival last night and the suspense of lack of certainty caused heartache and ended in heartfilled drinks and talks. Which shifted to fishing, of course. Epic fishing, fish after fish, pass the rod get a little piece of glory. My second and third prises both gave me my just desserts with a [View Full Entry]

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