After one thousand five hundred and fifty thousand jumps we had to call it a night.

We found land!!!!!! Worst dinghy, best guys= One lucky lady.

We were headed back to the boat to put all the kids to bed…It was late, they were tired, I was tired,  but sometimes it’s just to hard to end such a magical summers eve.

After a gorgeous day sailing we found a bench under a twinkly tree in front of a grassy field where I could watch my barefoot children run circles at twilight. The best of a summer evening.

No such thing as too many flowers.

  Grab a kid, find a spot, snuggle up, talk until the sound of the water and the rocking of the boat put you both to sleep. Quality time with my oldest- only a moment a sailboat can give you.

This little port town was tiny, quaint, and loaded with charm. This beautiful little building above is an ice-cream store in the evening and then serves the most delicious breakfast in the morning.

Old school charmGrandpa embarrassing the family as he Go-pro-ed our Northport Ice cream adventure.

Are we crazy for taking our two young girls and 10 month on a sailboat for a week? Maybe, but these sailing memories, well there aren’t any better ones, period.  And even though the baby won’t remember a thing… the boat naps and baby sea legs will always be part of his formation.

Stay tuned… people might be jumping ship.