Monthly Archives: August 2014

Doing Good by Having Fun

If you’ve been following this blog, you’ve probably noticed that we’ve been having a lot of fun on boats.  I’ve spared readers, for the most part, from the day-to-day grind of our lives and from weightier topics.  That isn’t what you come here for.  If you want news, do what I do and go to Jon Stewart and Stephen Colbert….

But sometimes, we get to combine our fun with doing good.  Annapolis sailors are (in)famous for combining regattas and fundraising.  Many good causes receive support and attention, and Calypso or her crew have been there.  Most consistently, we have focused our efforts on Hospice Cup, as it’s a cause we feel justly receives our support, and one which has touched (or will touch) most of our lives.

The Chesapeake Bay Sabre Association — a club of which Rick and I are both past commodores — has been so successful at raising funds for Hospice Cup that the sponsors have stopped giving out the trophy for club fundraising.  CBSA has raised over $40,000 over the years; Team Calypso has raised over $5,000 of that amount.

But we’ve also been successful — both our club, and Calypso itself — in participation and WINNING the race.

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Team Calypso on the racecourse in the 2013 Hospice Cup.

Although we’ve never had enough Sabre sailboats in the race to have our own class, there are typically 5 or more Sabres out on the course.  And they do well (and, if I may say so, look good doing it).

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Last year, Rick and crew took 2nd place overall in PHRF-N.  And there are other CBSA boats on that list as well.


Calypso took the glory from Sailin’ Whalen and Graciella, who have long taken the honors.  But clearly Greg of Sailin’ Whalen (above) bears no ill will.

But Team Calypso took another honor as well.  By including a hospice caregiver on the crew, Calypso took the prize for best finish of a boat hosting a caregiver.


Rick handed that trophy over to Sarah, representing hospice, in recognition of all the great work hospice does.

This year’s Hospice Cup is on September 20, 2014, and Calypso will once again be upholding our club’s tradition on the racecourse.  (And then we will tarnish the club’s reputation at the post-race shore party….)

I invite all of you to help us support this terrific cause by making a donation to our fundraising page:

As an incentive, Team Calypso will match all donations made (up to $25 per donation, and up to a total of $250). Better yet, come to the party — great food, great music, great company.

City Weekends

Rick and I live in the middle.  Equidistant from Baltimore, where I work; Washington, where Rick has worked most often; and Annapolis, where we play.  It’s a perfectly nice house, in a perfectly nice community, but kind of a suburban no-man’s-land.

When we want to get into nature, we hop aboard Calypso and go.  Last weekend, we didn’t have time to go out overnight, so we used Sunday afternoon to duck into one of our favorite nearby spots: Saltworks Creek.  We inflated our water toys and explored most of the creek under paddle power.


I spent a lot of time on my kayak, chasing the blue herons.

Then we swam in the still-cool water, napped, had a dinner of whatever odds and ends we could find in the galley, and were back at the dock before dark.  It was relaxing and rejuvenating, and a perfect way to enjoy one of the nicest mid-Atlantic Augusts we can remember.

But sometimes, I have a craving to soak up some city energy.  Frankly, weekday work in a city center doesn’t provide that.  With a soul-sucking commute at either end of my days, all I can think about is getting the heck out of there.

So, I’m lucky to be able to enjoy city life on weekends from time to time.  I grew up in Chicago, and still have parents and siblings who live there, so I visit a couple times a year.  But my parents and my sister live in the suburbs, so if we wanted city action, we’d have to make a special trip and drive downtown.  Not optimal.  Until my brother obliged our travel plans by purchasing a  condo on Lake Shore Drive.  Now we have a city base for at least part of our visits.

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My brother’s place is a few blocks from Wrigley Field, where I misspent part of my youth for the $2 bleacher seats used to cost.  And across the street is Belmont Harbor, with SAILBOATS!


The Chicago skyline from my brother’s building.

Last year, when we visited in August, everyone we were hanging out with had a sailing bug.  We learned it’s not very hard to charter a sailboat for a few hours.  I’d never been out on a sailboat on Lake Michigan, so it was a thrill.

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What a great view to have from a sailboat!

The boat we chartered was kind of junky.  It had an engine that wasn’t quite as efficient as a hand mixer (I guess they didn’t feed the gerbils enough…) and no working instruments.  But that didn’t matter, because depth wasn’t an issue, and there were no obstructions — just get out of the harbor and go.  We had perfect wind and a great afternoon.

Two weeks ago, we decided to stay in a River North hotel for our visit, right next to the Marina Towers and the House of Blues.

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It was Lollapalooza weekend, so we just soaked up the energy of the city.  And concluded our day with dinner at an of-the-moment restaurant, next to huge open windows that let us enjoy the cool (especially for August) Lincoln Park breezes and watch the passing parade of humanity.

Today is our 25th wedding anniversary, so we made special dinner plans for last weekend.


Look at these innocent children on August 18, 1989.

For a local celebration, we don’t have to think too hard about where we’re going for dinner: Charleston restaurant in the Harbor East section of Baltimore.  (Clearly, we were not the only ones with the same idea, because at nearby tables there were 3 couples celebrating their 39th anniversaries, and a pair of rookies celebrating their first.)  But, because we knew we were going to indulge in wine (especially if we went with the wine pairings for each of the many small courses), that meant we were NOT going to drive home.  As we did for our 20th anniversary, we got a room at the Marriott Waterfront.

Our 20th anniversary was a once-in-a-lifetime experience.  We didn’t even mention to the hotel that it was a special occasion, but we got a room upgrade.  Not just any old upgrade, but an upgrade to the 2,700 square foot Presidential Suite.  270 degree views of the Inner Harbor and city, dining room for 12 people, full kitchen, etc. etc.   A VIP experience likely never to be repeated.  This time, I selected a slightly upgraded room category, and was delighted with what we got.

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Day and night views from our corner room.

As you can see, we got breathtaking views.  And you can also see a city that is much changed from the one I moved to in 1987.

Back then, parts of the land over which we looked were an EPA Superfund site.  Now, what is known as Harbor East is a hip, happening, vibrant and — yes, EXPENSIVE — neighborhood.  With my office building out of sight, behind others, I could enjoy this part of Baltimore for the escape it offers from suburban chains and highway homogeneity.  And, as we did in Chicago, and other cities we love to explore, we just took it all in.

Most of the time, when I want to escape, I think about a boat and water.  But sometimes, I want to escape into the fray of a city.