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At the Helm

We’re Joshua (’09) and Amanda (’10) — two Naval Academy grads who first crossed paths on the trails of Philmont and have been charting life’s adventures together ever since.

Joshua still serves proudly as an active duty U.S.M.C. V-22 pilot, while Amanda, a former Navy Surface Warfare Officer, now steers her course in the Defense Tech world.

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Anchored in honor, travel, and a deep love for Annapolis, we’ve designed our stays to reflect the same values that shaped us at the Academy— excellence, authenticity, and attention to detail. Each stay is an invitation to experience the heart and soul of Annapolis, the harbor where our story began, and the place we’re proud to call home.

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Where Tradition Meets the Tides:

United States Naval Academy

Set on the banks of the Severn River, where the waters of the Chesapeake Bay meet the soul of a seafaring nation, the United States Naval Academy has stood as both a fortress of learning and a beacon of service since 1845.

Founded by Secretary of the Navy George Bancroft on the grounds of old Fort Severn, it was built to shape midshipmen into officers — blending science, seamanship, and the steady compass of character.

Over time, the Yard has become a symbol of duty and discovery. Stately Beaux-Arts buildings by Ernest Flagg line its paths, anchored by Bancroft Hall, home to every midshipman, and crowned by the Chapel’s copper dome, where John Paul Jones rests beneath the marble in solemn watch.

Every corner tells a story — the crucible of Plebe Summer, parade precision on Worden Field, and the echo of “Go Navy, Beat Army!” rolling across the river. Reveille at dawn, boats creaking in Dorsey Creek, and bells drifting over the water mark a rhythm all its own.

Today, the Academy remains a forge for leaders guided by Honor, Courage, and Commitment — preparing officers to sail whatever seas await. And when those bells carry across Annapolis, you’re not just hearing a school at work, but the living heartbeat of the Navy — changing watch, never fading.