Janice aboard Seaweed,
living the good life afloat...
Trawler life on a nickel budget is
I'm doing it and you can too.
Janice Marois, nautical journalist.
Accredited member of
Boat Writers International.
So you're wondering how a woman past the half-century
mark has become an Admiral, are you? Well, it all started because of
my Daddy. He and Mother were at a yard sale and he found a brass
plaque that said "Captain" so he promptly bought it, brought it home
and bolted it to the front of his chair. Mother said nothing however
she went shopping and found a brass plate, similar in design with
the title "Admiral" on it. Without comment she installed hers on the
chair she sat in in the deck house of our boat. Mother was smart
And perhaps you're curious as to where the salty
blood came from? Well, take a gander at one of the prettiest 40'
steel sedan cruisers ever built. She was the family home for nearly
50 years and, the last I heard is awaiting a new owner. There are a
lot of wonderful experiences aboard her and perhaps that is why I'm out here:
recreating the good times and making more memories.
Anyway, it was only natural after doing the wife
thing, being the mom, taking care of Mother as she sank into
Alzheimer's induced dementia that eventually it would be my turn.
And when my turn came and the ability to get out here and relax into
life afloat, well, here I am. I truly am blessed!
I bought a boat that suited me fine excluding the
monster gas engine, and that's being remedied ASAP. Well, five years
after purchase but then again, hull speed is five knots so speed
isn't a real strong suit. Besides, I like to see/enjoy and savor
life not watch it whirl by at break-neck speeds. In any event, I've
bought a small Volvo diesel, transmission and it even comes with a
hand crank though of course I'll have to buy a regular starter. I
just hope the installation doesn't kill me financially.
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up there ↑, on the site work the
Skipper is my companion and we cruise the waterways
together. Generally speaking, when the engine cooperates, etc. the
usual pattern is to travel along for between two and five hours,
then anchor. A day or three later, do it again, and when a
particularly lovely spot is discovered, snug in for a couple or
While relaxing Skipper and I go for dinghy rides. The
trolling motor is so quiet we can often get very close to pelicans
and birds in the trees. It is fun and there's nothing like a walk
along the beach... then, hop in the dinghy, open parasol and head
for Seaweed. Life's good afloat.
The final week before heading for new waters is usually spent provisioning and
waiting for a weather window. I'm the most patient person on the
planet when it comes to timing departure. That so-called final week
might take 20+ days, as I'm no fearless buckaroo, instead preferring
to only travel when the forecast says "smooth" or "light chop" in
protected waters ... anything worse than that and I sit tight, read
a book, play games on the computer, fix stuff, or simply think.
And, I'm one of those old fashioned sorts who writes
letters, calls friends and too, there are my suduko puzzles, reading
classic sci-fi (the old stuff is great) and then again there are
DVDs to watch. Honestly, I don't know how I did it when the children
I'm always busy, except now it's mostly doing things
I like. I am incredibly fortunate.
My home is not fancy by any means, however you cannot imagine how
wonderful it is to come back to her after an expedition on shore.
If I can live this life, why not you too?
Skipper, First Mate extraordinaire