It's a Crack Up! This is the story of a pampered tea-sipper from sunny California who ends up as a plucky, menopausal first mate on a tiny wooden sailboat captained by her ever-capable, ever-competent, guitar-pounding husband, sailing ... THE LARGEST TIDES IN THE WORLD! THE BAY OF FUNDY!

This is a very personal and uproarious account of Eileen and Doug’s 30-day journey to the Minas Basin. You’ll likely find this fascinating, soul-searching and heartwarming adventure, with its crazy cast of characters, unlike any cruising story or travel memoir you’ll ever read. It’s a bit like Erma Bombeck meets Herman Melville.

 “Each day’s riotous occurrences are entered in Beaver’s thought-provoking log, now preserved for posterity, via her book. Sailor or not, adventurer or armchair dreamer, Sailing the Big Flush is one entertaining read.”

—Ruth Leubecker, Editor and columnist, Machias Valley News Observer,  former editor of the Daily Record in Baltimore, and Executive Editor of the Annapolis Post, Annapolis, Maryland 

 “One of the great small boat adventures of our time, an epic voyage in exotic and rarely-traveled waters that happen to be in the very back yard of some of the northeast’s most well-known cruising grounds . . . the powerful and rhythmic tides of the Bay of Fundy are the background music over which Eileen Beaver tells her story.”

—Daniel Mac Naughton, co-author of The Encyclopedia of Yacht Designers, now editor and publisher of Fore and Aft Publications

ABOUT THE AUTHOR:

Eileen Beaver, a native of California, lives in Eastport, Maine with her husband (and Captain) Doug.

She, the crew, when not sailing and celebrating the beauty of nature, can be found continuing her search for wholeness in her spa/tub, bridging her old and new life by painting her toenails a bright Tunisian coral.

She, the decorator, can be found in decorating rehab.

She, the author, when not sitting with her lap-top open and working on her next book, Living on Liquid, exercising (not to get any better, but to keep from falling apart), gardening, or cooking, can be found gazing into her Captain’s eyes (when they’re not closed in silent exasperation at the length of her latest list).