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My entire sailing experience was living aboard the Oscar Tybring the summer of 1967 in Monterey - it was wonderful, unforgettable. Strange that I never became a sailor, not even a marine biologist - did become a botanist however, and spent the rest of my life on land. But that summer - wow, it was magical. The sights, smells, sounds, the feel of the waves, sigh. I don't mind living near train tracks - reminds me of the PG foghorn. The roar of the traffic is the sound of the sea. Dogs barking become sea lions. I adore the sound of sea gulls, :laugher .
Knothead, if you are who I think you are, give me a hollar if you would like to share some fond memories
Knothead, if you are who I think you are, give me a hollar if you would like to share some fond memories