On Jun 14, 10:58 pm, Bob wrote:
Hi SKip:
A truly level handed post to my antagonistic language. My hat is off
to you and proclaim this "Gentleman Skip" day.
:{)) Thank you sir. I try not to panic or overreact, in any case,
literary or at sea...
I must admit The biggest blonder you did was chronicle in such detail
every step of your project. Even the grounding! My gosh
man.............. if only the Bush administration had an ounce of your
candor, transparency, discovery, and disclosure.
LOL
Iv made equally preventable blondes with one costing no doubt double
yours. The difference was I did put it on prime-time for all to
consider, critique, and use as a vicarious lesson.
I'd love to hear about yours...
Good on Skip !
But darn, next time you head out wait till there is some snotty
weather heading your way, sail out as far as you can get in 12 hours,
find the deepest water around, and as far away from any rocks, reefs,
land, and other solid objects. Then just sit there for a week and get
your sea legs. Learn how the boat moves. And learn how to move on the
boat. Oh, and no cheating using motion sickness drugs. Go cold turkey.
Then you can truely go running with Mescalito as did Carlos Castaneda.
Only in this case youll be one with the sea.
But there I go again telling you how to enjoy your boat. I apologize.
Thanks for the qualifier. And, not to worry, as I agree with your
advice. It's one of the specifics I want to do. We've just not had
the opportunity yet. I've (yet to, famous last words) never been
seasick so I don't do any prep, but Lydia has yet to fully find her
sea legs (not that I'm guaranteed to have any, yet, either, cuz my
sailing is pretty limited in the scheme of things), but she's getting
much more comfortable. Once we've lived aboard and out there for a
time, I expect all will be well gastronomically with her.
So, how's Freya?
L8R
Skip
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"Believe me, my young friend, there is *nothing*-absolutely nothing-
half so much worth doing as simply messing, messing-about-in-boats;
messing about in boats-or *with* boats.
In or out of 'em, it doesn't matter. Nothing seems really to matter,
that's the charm of it.
Whether you get away, or whether you don't; whether you arrive at your
destination or whether you reach somewhere else, or whether you never
get anywhere at all, you're always busy, and you never do anything in
particular; and when you've done it there's always something else to
do, and you can do it if you like, but you'd much better not."
Bob