(hangs head sheepishly) I had my knife in my pants pocket inside my
foulies and couldn't get it out fast enough.


Jeff Morris wrote:
I figured as much - I sure my razor sharp pocket carry would have been
equally inaccessible.

Maybe maybe not... I knew better but was thinking about other things. At
this point (after a few days at sea), entropy had taken control of many
boat-keeping details.

... I always keep a large rigging knife at the helm,
but it's been used for so many miscellaneous tasks over the years it
doesn't have much of an edge left. I keep meaning to sharpen it ...


I keep a multi-tool and one of those camping whistles. But this wasn't
my boat!

Knife sharpening is one of those good-old-boy skills that nobody seems
to practice any more.




I'd rather talk about the great two days sailing we had, bettering 8
knots constantly on a broad reach. The swells were up to 12' at times
and were great surfing... made it hard to sleep up in the V-berth tho


My perfect days are always better than yours -

No they're not!!

... But your disasters are
much more interesting. ;-)


Gee thanks. That last squall... and the long chilly motoring into
Beaufort... was one of the very few times I'd say that the worst day
sailing is better than the best day working.

Fresh Breezes- Doug King