Capt. Lou Boudreau

My unusual adventures aboard a beautiful 1930s-era power yacht

My wife and I commanded the Harbinger from 1994 to 1996.

The sights and sounds of a fine schooner can bewitch, and keep the enamored returning, in body and mind, forever.

The buccaneers and pirates of long ago stashed their loot in the oddest places.

We worked our way south during the Goldwater family cruise, our 138-foot Herreshoff schooner Janeen reveling in the brisk trade winds.

In the winter of 1975, we sailed the 138-foot Herreshoff schooner Janeen (now the Mariette) to the Grenadines.

At age 17 I joined the schooner Bluenose II as a deckhand when she was off St. Lucia in the West Indies.

On a sunny morning in May 1958, north of the British Virgin Islands, a school of dolphins played under the bowsprit of a large sailing vessel. The ship rolled gently on the blue Atlantic, and her bow wave gurgled and hissed under her figurehead.

The Virgin Islands lie just east of Puerto Rico, stretching some 40 miles from the west end of St. Thomas to the wreck-strewn reefs off Anegada.