Our Family

Welcome to the life of the wacky Hilscher family!


Eric

Beth

Erica

"We are the people they couldn't figure out.... we are the people our parents warned us about."

- Jimmy Buffett                                                      

We have been a boating family for years and always dreamed of a day where we could pack up a boat and head out for awhile, cruising.  Many, many books were read, websites traveled, and dreams dreamt, until finally the day came where we decided it was time. 

We found Thaleďa and immediately knew she was the one!  We bought her in March of 2008 from a wonderful couple, Judy and John.  We headed out on November 19, 2008 and motored/sailed down the Bay through the ICW and to the Bahamas.  We returned home on May 9, 2009.

Eric and Beth own a company, Med+Con, which specializes in the design and build of MRI facilities around the country.  Erica just graduated from Longwood University in May 2008, with a Bachelor in Psychology.  She has plans for graduate school in Fall 2009. 

Scout and Lucy

Scout and Lucy are two among the many pets that we have.  Our two labs have provided many happy moments and will continue to do so as they learn the finer points of sailing this summer.  We hope to have them come out with us more often.

Emily

The most special part of our family, Emily Jane, was tragically killed on April 16, 2007.  Emily was a very special friend to so many people, both young and old.  She was brilliant, stubborn, beautiful, creative, classy, and athletic.  She did everything from sewing her own clothes, to making scarves and jewelry, to snowboarding and horseback riding.  Emily's dream was to become a veterinarian and take care of her family.   We miss her dearly, but always keep her with us.  We know she is watching over us as we continue through life. 

 

 

 

Copyright © 2008

Sea Fever

John Masefield

I must go down to the seas again,

to the lonely sea and the sky,

And all I ask is a tall ship

and a star to steer her by;

And the wheel's kick and the wind's song

and the white sail's shaking,

And a grey mist on the sea's face,

and a great dawn breaking.

 

I must go down to the seas again,

for the call of the running tide

Is a wild call and a clear call

that may not be denied;

And all I ask is a windy day

with the white clouds flying,

And the flung spray and the blown spume,

and the sea-gulls crying.

I must