Paradise beckons...

"I've been windjamming in Maine since I could haul a line. I met two of the prettiest women while doing so. I married one and I'm sailing the other."
  —CAPTAIN OWEN DORR

Just off the rock-hewn coast of Maine, a stone's throw from shore, lies a world apart. No alarm clocks, no fax machines, no traffic jams. Only the soft stroking of wind and wave, the liquid dance of light on water, the revitalizing scent of salt and spruce. Here you can really get away. Escape all but the most welcome distractions. Finally find that elusive peace that will make your spirit sing.

Capt. Owen and Cathie Dorr invite you to join them aboard the Schooner Nathaniel Bowditch for a truly authentic vacation. Inhibitions melt and wristwatches disappear under the spell of sea and sail. Moment to moment, you'll attempt nothing more taxing than the fulfillment of your heart's desires. Commune with leaping porpoises and soaring eagles as you lounge on our wind-sheltered decks. Or, if you are so inclined, pitch in—you'll be a fellow custodian of seafaring history as you weigh anchor, hoist sails, or coil decklines along with our crew.

Above all, relax. To the graceful waltz of the Bowditch there is time for every simple pleasure you've been missing: a lazy card game, a good yarn, an afternoon of birdwatching, a night of glittering stars.