Wednesday, July 23, 2014


St. Helena, CA

"Willie's garden was a collection of common driftwood he had found on his own property... He was simply the seer, who looked into the washed-up bones of trees and saw their essence, a guide for those of us who lacked such vision."
A limestone Bahamian island, windswept and arid, might be the last place you'd expect to find the Garden of Eden, but that's what the locals told me.

"You have to see it," they said. "Willie will give you a tour."

Thus began a long, hot walk and an encounter with the Bahamian Wizard of Bones. 

My column in Classic Yacht (low bandwidth version) tells the story and its lessons.

If you care to read the real time blog version, before I knew the lessons, read it here. And see more photos here.