A hearty 'you go girl' to Sway on that last post.
I have been trying to stay out of this pissing contest because it is just that. You are a sailor if:
- you broke a rib or two while trying something stupid that you should not have in weather you should have seriously considered
- you seriously miscalculated your course but had enough spinach along to row all the way back to your destination while getting your rails wet?
- you lost a friend due to a bad miscalculation in a bad seaway and the CG did not get there in time?
WTF?
As has been said on this thread so many times, it is the journey not the destination and sometimes 'interesting' situations or weather pop up to make it more than just a journey. The journey can become a survival drill pretty quickly. How macho is it if you have to call the CG for help?
I don't have half or a quarter of the open ocean time that some of the folks here have on sailboats and it took all of my courage and knowledge to do a 400+ nm delivery on a 51' sailboat from Tortola to the Turks & Caicos this past June:
http://www.sailnet.com/forums/cruisi...gry-ocean.html
Nothing bad happened and we did not dip the rail in the water once. Does that make me a wimpy sailor?
Once we made our port in TCI I abandoned ship after 4 days because I had the rest of my life to tend to. I was initially scared shitless at night once the horizon disappeared but eventually got used to it. After a day or so it was nice to be greeted by the swell on the open ocean pushing us in our WNW direction at dawn. The moon and stars were reassuring as well as I calmed down and got accustomed to the motion of the boat. We could have raised the cruising chute so we could do around 8+ knots but there were only 2 of us on board and we chose not to. Does that make us chicken-**** sailors also?
If you really want testosterone laden sailing why don't you try to join Larry Fooking Ellison on his new trimaran he wants to sail in the Americas Cup? If you can't afford that then why not just get a Hobie Cat or Prindle Cat and see if you can right it after you have turtled it somewhere in the trade winds without outside help.
There are no 'old, bold sailors' unless they have retired or died trying.
Am I a sailor in your eyes?
I don't care a whit what you think as I would like to live out my natural life expectancy without endangering my friends and fellow sailors.
BTW, have you noticed the 'Fight Club for Beer Drinkers' thread that I started to mock your silly ass?
Over and out.