It’s a tradition in our family to pick a ton of apples in the fall and then take them to the press to be turned into cider at Sewall Organic Orchard. Every since the girls were old enough to pick up apples from the tarp on the ground, we have joined our long-time family friends in this fall ritual. They have more heirloom trees than we do, so most of the apples come from their property. Over the years, as the girls have grown, we’ve perfected our apple picking technique to the point were we’ve got it down to a science. This year, our crew was able to see the press and spend some time sipping cider. And next summer on the Riggin, we will have organic cider every week! There’s a video of the process on Instagram.
A fun Throwback Thursday photo!
Horses and boats. I’m not sure why this is a common combination, but it seems to be rampant. No less in our household than in any other, it seems. It’s like we have an addiction to really fun hobbies into which you pour money or something. I don’t talk about my love of horses much and I’ve never shared my horse journeys here, but this one is special. Both the horse and the journey, and one worth telling.
My trainer, Jess, texted this summer from a horse auction while we were on an island for our lobster bake. When she texted, Jon and I were walking in the middle of a pine stand surrounded by granite, the sound of the ocean touching the beach, and the light casting late afternoon shadows through a fern stand up the path a bit. When shore side life inserts itself into boat life, even though we’ve been doing it for years, there’s this moment of focus required to bring attention to a part of our life we aren’t living at the moment. Our life on the boat is so rhythmic, tied to the weather, and the now that thoughts of winter and planning are sometimes surreal. Such was the case with our conversation.
Let me be clear, I was not in the market for a horse after having sold an older rescue horse last year. While I ride all winter long and often more than one horse per day, I was perfectly happy riding other people’s horses. I’d been saying out loud that I wouldn’t be buying my own horse again until both girls were out of school. Sure.
Then Jess texted. A horse had just been bought by a “kill buyer”, so her future was as either meat or glue. She had a soft eye, a nice way of moving, wasn’t lame, and was super skinny. One, of course I’m a sucker, so saving a good horse from death, well, please. Two, the idea of training my own horse with only Jess or me to ride and work with her was undeniably enticing.
So in the middle of lobster bake island, surrounded by pines and granite and ocean, (and with Jon’s blessing I must add) I bought my next horse! She’s 5 years old, an off the track Thoroughbred. She was in a sketchy lesson program where she developed a “bucking problem”. Which to me means something hurt or she was really done with being treated poorly and had some things to say, i.e. bucked.
These are the first photos I got of her before we met. Her nickname was Skinny Legs or Annie’s Mare until I was able to spend some time with her and get to know her. I’ll be posting once a month about my journey with her. Oh, and her name is Good Karma, her show name is Gilkey’s Harbor, and she is a super sweet soul.
A number of years ago, I was impersonated for Halloween. First and only time I became a Halloween character! She got the hair, the t-shirt, the apron, the cargo pants, and the shoes down! Anna Poisson, daughter to E who is our Shoreside Manager, dreamed up this costume. Maybe I should go trick or treating as me this year, huh?
As the season comes to an end, we always find a fun way to celebrate our summer together. Often it involves a bit of food and drink and sitting leisurely around the table together. Sometimes that’s been pizza and bowling and other times it’s been ice cream for dinner followed by a movie. I’ve always wanted to do an escape room or a paint ball fight, but that will have to wait for another time.
This year’s Crinner (crew + dinner) included a wine tasting (while we all pretended to be grown ups) from the Wine Seller and eating a dinner that not one of us made, catered by Café Miranda. It was the perfect way to end a wonderful year.
A huge thanks goes out to all of the crew and volunteers who helped end our season well. Shout out to Sam and Lindsey for taking a day off of their “real jobs” to come help schlep boxes and more boxes. Shout out to Donna Anderson, our super good friend, for her wine expertise and inspiration. Shout out to our crew – you are forever part of the Riggin‘s history! Thanks for taking such good care of our girl!
You’ve been asking for it and we’ve found a way to bring it to you – with your help. What have you been asking for, you say? Why a new printing of the red cookbook, At Home, At Sea, of course. I’ve heard ALOT over the past several years it’s been out of print that we should do a second printing. We are ready!
But here’s the thing… We just printed Sugar & Salt: The Orange Book last year and we haven’t had enough time to recoup our printing costs to turn around and do another printing. However, E and I are ready and up to the task of putting together a new and updated version of At Home, At Sea for you.
Now, we just need your help! Check out the details of our Kickstarter campaign. There are a bunch of fun gift levels from mini-notecards, a Riggin apron, the cookbooks, Maine lobster sent to your door, me as your personal chef, a trip on the Riggin, and an elegant dinner made for you and your 8 guests in your own home. Thank you for taking the time to check out our latest effort!
Testing and writing away here in Maine!