Join Date: Jul 2007
Location: Portland, Maine USA
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Good thoughts, everyone...
I remember my first sail on my keel boat. By myself, since no one was brave enough to sail with me. As I cast off, I have never docked one before.. and I didn't care. Well, the sailing part was easy, I raced all kinds of dinghies before.
Alas, the sun started setting and I had to find a place to pull in. I noticed a dock with pilings and no other boats around so I headed straight for it.
By the time I was done, I learned about the inertia of 5000 pounds of lead and it only cost me a bruised arm. I decided to stay away from pilings from now on.... And so it continues....
Yes, fear is a big factor, but you have to be afraid to survive... Ignorance is not bliss in this case. One thing though, I have never felt so connected to the primal animal that I am as when I go sailing. Everything seems brighter, sharper, more beautiful and terrifying on the water. It is a rush of emotions that can overwhelm one, but what a rush it is...
I plan on living on my boat. This winter and beyond.