Every fair tide, no matter what the hour or the temperature or the rainfall, I awoke early to begin my routine. When I heard the sound of my alarm clock, before hopping out of my bunk, I first checked the temperature. After my eyes adjusted to the darkness I would take a deep breath in then slowly exhale. The sight …
Somewhere There Sails A Smaller Boat
I recently happened upon a sailing magazine while taking pause during a downpour and killing time in a boating store. The magazine’s focus was small sailboats and pocket cruisers. “Look at this,” I said to Ben, my partner and fellow pocket cruiser enthusiast, handing him a copy. We loved the magazine! Finally, a publication that spoke directly to our interests and to captains of vessels like ours–small enough to still know that Poseidon will test the heart as he will, and utilitarian enough to still require baths be taken overboard! These are the simple sacrifices in safety and comfort traded for closer quarter with Mother Nature.