There’s also a very intimate connection between man and water. I’m not talking about the water we drink, but the ocean, the lake, the river, whatever source of water a man feels close to. In order to fulfill a man’s desire to be on or near the water, we sometimes use boats. My boat of choice is a sailboat.
Tag Archives: Collecting Experiences
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It took a long, long time…
She’s never been out on the boat before, and I want to make sure that when I take her sailing for the first time it’s nice and easy. I’m thinking 80 degrees with 8-10 mph winds would be the perfect scenario. That was not the weather we had this date…
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The first time I dropped anchor
I intended to do some sailing until I arrived and to my disappointment I saw the flags hanging lifeless from the marina flagpoles. Oh well, another boat work day, I guess. Work days are good, but sailing days are better.
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The second best day…
I met the prospective buyer at the marina a couple days after he first contacted me. He looked her over and made his offer on the spot. It was practically an asking-price offer, so it didn’t take long for me to agree….
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Friday Afternoon Sailing Video
Just a little video compilation of my afternoon sailing outing.
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One Step Closer
Just made a move that sets us one step closer to realizing the dream of living that lifestyle that so many of us desire.
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A minor accomplishment
A few days ago I achieved a minor landmark in my sailing career. I passed over the 100th nautical mile I’ve ever sailed.
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Well, I thought it was too windy
If only the wind had been straight on the bow… It was coming in slightly off the port side so I was being pushed at an angle, not straight out. Before I could get the tiller and the motor in sync my starboard quarter was rubbing the slip side.
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Great Day for a Sail
While sailing downwind for a bit, I actually did something I’ve never done before. I pulled my jib off on the port side and the main off on the starboard so I was running wing-on-wing sailset. It was fun for about 10 minutes, until the ‘almost’ inevitable happened…the accidental jibe.