Originally Posted by DRFerron
We once anchored, popped open beers and stretched out in the cockpit. Then we had a spider race: It so happened that the two nearest corners of the bimini each had a spider that started to spin a web at the same time. So we made a bet to see whose spider got done first.
Sometimes you just don't need to do anything.
That's exactly the point. We're all "doing" something all of the time, in our land-bound lives, plus the act of actually sailing to wherever it is we're going.
When the hook is set and the engine is off, I sigh in relief and decompress. I deliberately turn into a potato and do as little as possible.
I did a simple over-nighter on Friday night, and except for a few provisioning hiccups, it was pure bliss.