There are three kinds of sailors... those who've run aground,
those who will run aground, and those who've lied about not
running aground.

"John Cairns" wrote in message
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Somebody told me once that if you haven't run aground, you're not a
sailor.
John Cairns
"Scout" wrote in message
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Thanks Katy,
I went from age 15 to 43 without sailing a day, absorbed and distracted
with
life's other pursuits. But the joy of sailing that I had found in my
youth
stayed with me; it became a dream deferred.
My father, an old navy man, found a Styrofoam sailboat for me when I was
about 13, I think it was called Snark or something. Anyway, he would
anchor
his cabin cruiser at certain points, and I would launch my sailboat from
his
boat. I would sail it for hours around Long Beach Island, capsizing it,
swimming it to shore, playing games (like seeing how close I could come
to
Dad's boat without hitting it), and just generally loving it. To put
things
in a time perspective, I was sailing it past Dad's boat when he came out
and
told me he had just heard over the radio that Neil Armstrong had walked
on
the moon (July 69).
When the boat was stolen, I was heartbroken and didn't manage to get
another
until now. But I remembered two things distinctly from my childhood
sailing
experiences: it's incredibly exciting to harness a good breeze and, the
damned things flip easy! With that in mind, I decided to buy a more
serious
boat (all things being relative, I'm comparing my current boat to a 12'
Styrofoam toy). Here's what I said: I'm looking for a boat I can afford
to
sink, or destroy, if it comes to it. I then found this Starwind, with a
trailer and a new Honda outboard, full sails, needed some work, blah
blah
blah, for $2800. I've beaten it a bit, unintentionally of course. I've
not
only gone aground, but slammed it on a sandbar by missing the inlet
channel
and getting dropped by a wave onto the sandy bottom, I've forgotten to
put
the engine in neutral while docking, and the grimaced when I realized
the
chomping sound I heard was my prop taking bites out of my rudder, I
stepped
my mast, lost my balance, and grimaced some more as the mast tilted a
few
degrees to port and ripped out two base screws, I dropped my boat on a
winch, while trying to dry dock it in my yard, and put a hole in the
hull,
and... plenty of other neat stuff.
But I've learned a lot too. I think I'm ready for comfort, a bit more
safety, and of course, bigger, costlier mistakes!
Scout