November 20 trackday at Palm Beach International Raceway.
This was my second time at this track. I got up to speed quickly feeling smooth and controlled, but then realized my rear tire was shagged. And then it started to rain. So my trackday was over at lunch time.
In 1987 I left my yuppy lifestyle to go sailing for a year, maybe two. Over ten years later I was still at it, making my living as a Coast Guard licensed professional boatbum. I ran boats as far north as Maine and south to Venezuela. But most of the time, I was driving charter boats among the islands of the Caribbean.
By 2000 I thought I'd had enough. I washed ashore in Portland, Oregon to work with my pal Gary at home remodeling. But even there, I continued to mess around on boats - on the Columbia River, Pacific Ocean, the Strait of Georgia and the Puget Sound.
Now married to Cathy, a NOAA Branch Chief, I've followed her to St Petersburg, Florida where she is on a six month assignment to help with the BP oil catastrophe.
In this blog I will talk about my experience of St Petersburg, of living with a lifelong environmental protection professional in the midst of the nation’s largest ever ecological disaster, and of my quest to continue messing around in boats.
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