All Hands on Deck – Turk’s Head Bracelet, Yellow Gold

All Hands on Deck
Turk’s Head Bracelet

You’ve sailed on windjammers
You’ve sailed in sloops
You’ve captained your own small sailboat
You’ve walked the docks of yacht clubs
You’ve hung around docks with fishing boats
They all have lines in common
The best-run ships achieve a high precision of alignment and order with their lines

Ship’s ropes. Neat. Orderly. Ready. Woven into fluid waves of sterling silver. Flat to wrist, comfy, smooth. Slightly oval cuff bracelet with memory spring.

Hand Weaving the All Hands on Deck Bracelet

Captain or Crew

If you’re captain or crew aboard any type of sailing vessel, sail, or motor, if you take the sea seriously, you know knots and you know the vital necessity of keeping your lines in order because lives depend on your order and organization.

Our All Hands on Deck bracelets are lovingly woven by hand here in New England, creating a slightly oval bracelet with an easy-to-use oversized lobster claw clasp.

The bracelet is smart, trim, neat, worn comfortably loose on the wrist. It’s a relaxed style for seaside living. Individual rope strands woven in sets of 3, 4, and 5 strands give you a simple choice for width. A casual bracelet, perfect for captain or crew.

All Hands on Deck
Navy blue, dark sky

Salt air, lines echoing against aluminum masts
Little harbor waves lapping against the hulls

Standing on the Bridge
Between Goat Island
and Newport

My son and I were in Newport, Rhode Island, staying at the hotel on Goat Island. One evening Stephen was demonstrating how his new cell phone could find us a restaurant, give us reviews, make a reservation, and audibly give us the walking directions to the restaurant. I was astounded.

As we walked across the bridge to Newport, we stopped mid-way and listened to the lines ringing against the aluminum masts of a dozen sailboats. It was magical, haunting, and mixed with the voices that came out of his telephone that told us how far to walk and where to turn, I was in a state of absolute wonder.

I’m 74 now. I’m still astounded by his demonstration and the beauty of the sailboats lined up gunnel to gunnel, rocking on the little waves of the inner harbor. Sometimes technology and simple beauty are standing side by side. You feel one and sense the other and the moment becomes precious and etched in memory forever.

Summer Sailboats

I live by the ocean, near Portland Headlight. In the summer, I see the sailboat races. I have places to sit on my hill above the cliffs. I have a his and hers set of Vortex Binoculars. The binoculars can set me right on the deck of one of the racing boats. I love the teamwork. I love the order. I love the lines and the discipline these sailors have for winning.