Cure for Anything Is Salt Water

<p>At forty Mary South had a beautiful home good friends and a successful career in book publishing. But she couldn't help feeling that she was missing something intangible but essential. So she decided to go looking for it . . . at sea. Six months later she had quit her job sold the house and was living aboard a forty-foot thirty-ton steel trawler she rechristened Bossanova. Despite her total lack of experience South set out on her maiden voyage--a fifteen-hundred-mile odyssey from Florida to Maine--with her one-man two-dog crew. But what began as the fulfillment of an idle wish became a crash course in navigating the complicated byways of the self. </p>