Re: Is Boating right for me?
It was 1970. I was 19 years old. I stepped aboard a 1935 Alden designed 38' sloop that was meticulously maintained. To the owner, this boat was his baby. It had won two Macs, one in a storm so bad only 8 boats finished the race. She was a beauty.
I was aboard for only a short while when I knew this was home. I had never felt that way about any place I had ever been. As the years went on, every time I stepped on a sail boat, every time I was near the water, I felt this peace and tranquility. Like being wrapped in a warm blanket with a cool breeze in your face, without a care in the world.
I never made a check list. I never asked anyone if this was the life for me. I never read any articles to make sure. I just knew.
Sometimes, that's all you need to know.