Book Launch Party for “Path of Three Hundred: Volume 1″ Will Happen Where It All Began

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I never intended to write a book. Once I returned from a solo sailing adventure in the Atlantic Ocean, I began to write. One day I had a scary thought, “I could write a book about this.” – See more at: http://blog.balboapress.com/blow-away-the-fear-of-writing-your-book-in-one-easy-step/#sthash.8ODijDS6.dpuf

This is the first Book Launch Party…I never had one for the first two editions…those two editions were more of an experiment…a dipping of my toes into the vast ocean of writing. Much has changed since then.

I now have a publisher, Balboa Press, a Division of Hay House for this Revised and Expanded Third Edition.

Balboa has arranged for a videographer to film an Author Interview of me for the book. The interview will be held at Masonboro Yacht Club & Marina some time on the 24th, but as of yet I do not know the time or even who the videographer is.

The primary purpose of my trip back east began as a desire to see my Mom, Brother and rest of family who I have not seen in almost 2 years. I decided to make a quick diversion to Wilmington so I could visit with someone special and dear to me.

The day after I bought my plane tickets, Balboa sent me an email saying they were having difficulty finding a videographer in my hometown of Ukiah, California. I responded back with letting them know I would be in Wilmington, NC for a day and the rest is history.

It makes sense to me. Masonboro is the perfect place for a Launch Party…a Book Signing…and filming the interview with the backdrop of one of the places I love the most…Masonboro Yacht Club…Home.

From my article originally published on The Huffington Post, April 22, 2015


“If we are always arriving and departing, it’s also true that we are eternally anchored. One’s destination is never a place, but rather a new way of looking at things.” ~ Henry Miller

A few years ago, I reached a point in my life where I just wanted to be done with everything and take off. So, I did.

Think back for a moment into your past. Feel the intensity and allow that which scares you to rise to the surface.

On June 9, 2011, I tossed off the dock lines and sailed towards the horizon alone on an adventure across the Atlantic Ocean from Wilmington, North Carolina. I didn’t arrive at my intended physical destination of Portugal. Instead, I arrived someplace entirely different. Home.

Read the entire HuffPost article here.

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