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My Seaplane Adventure
What a wonderful way to celebrate having moved here!
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Looks Can Be Deceiving
It’s water, but it seems solid.
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What’s the Actual View?
It occurs to me that despite this blog’s name, I haven’t shown you the actual view from one of my drawbridges in quite some time. This view is what inspires my writing, and this job is what gives me the time to write, so I’m very grateful for both. What follows are some pictures I…
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Opening My Bridge for the Zodiac
Every once in a while, I have the distinct pleasure of opening my drawbridge for a true work of art. Such was the case the other day when the Schooner Zodiac passed through the Ship Canal here in Seattle. According to her website, she is 127 feet tall, and 160 feet long. You can charter…
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Seattle’s Fremont Sunday Market and Mobile Food Rodeo
I don’t know how I managed to overlook this Seattle tradition for so long (probably has something to do with the fact that I work every Sunday), but in the quirky Fremont neighborhood here in Seattle there is a street market every Sunday from 10 to 4. It’s only about two short blocks from the…
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The Ultimate Seattle Evening
Recently, my friend Ian Reilly invited me for another ride on the Mallory Todd, one of my all-time favorite vessels. This concrete-hulled, double-masted schooner is absolutely gorgeous inside, full of teak, a bathtub, a fireplace, and some amazing amenities. I’ve written about her before, so I’ll hold off on my rhapsodizing about the boat and…
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Women of the Ship Canal
I love being a bridgetender. Especially on the day I wrote this. (I usually write my entries several days in advance.) Today, women controlled much of Seattle. It happens more often than most people realize. The transition is so smooth that it would be easy to overlook, but oh, yes, women rule. You see, there…
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Cruising on the Mallory Todd
On each of the nine drawbridges I’ve operated in my career, there has always been one vessel that was my favorite to open for. Sometimes it was because the ship in question came through like clockwork and signaled the end of my shift. Other times it was because I’d always have some very pleasant banter…
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Floating Out of My Comfort Zone
I have a confession to make. Until last week I had never been in a kayak in my life. That seems really strange to me because I watch them almost every day from my tower on the drawbridge. I’ve always thought it looked like fun. I just never quite got around to it. That probably…