There ain't a whole lot of sailing talk going on here in alt.sailing.asa
in the way of sailing talk mostly because of a couple of netKKKops
whose presence has attracted those who loathe their activities so
I figured I'd breath some life into it.

The following comes from rec.boats.cruising and might be of interest
to a few (very few because you are all talk and no sail) who do more
than sit around the house drinking and stuffing your fat faces.

wrote in message oups.com...
My annoyance with that silly Mark Twain quote prompts this post.

"Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things
that you didn't do than by the ones you did do. So throw off the bowlines.
Sail away from the safe harbor. Catch the trade winds in your sails.
Explore. Dream. Discover. " - - Mark Twain

Although casting off everyday cares to go cruising sounds ideal to many
people, I have to wonder about people aspire to it with intense zeal.
I wonder if they have so little to offer to humanity that they would
abandon society for such a narcissistic goal. If you spend all of your
time cruising, you essentially give up making any difference to the
rest of humanity. My personal belief ("belief" means I have no proof
or even a good argument for it) is that each of us has some unique
skill that could somehow be of use to humanity. Unfortunately, very
few people ever discover this skill (a topic that I spend hours
discussing with my unhappy state worker neighbor)but I think you ought
to give it many real tries before giving up and going off cruising.
I have no problem with people who retire and then go cruising, they
have already made their contribution. My argument is with people who
aspire to cruising as their life goal.
The most interesting and to my mind the most successful cruising person
I have ever seen was when I had my old 23' boat docked waaaaaay up the
Carabelle River at a place for $20/month. The boat next to mine was a
trashed out 21' Venture. One day, its hatch was open and a voice
invited me aboard and when I stepped into the cabin, I stepped into
water 1" deep. In the gloom I saw huge cans of green beans labelled
Department of Agriculture that i recognized as early 60s cast-offs from
fallout shelters in Tallahassee (this was 1988). The Master and
Commander of this odd vessel was named Jack who told me that until 6
months ago he had been a homeless drunk but he had somehow been given a
check for $500 that he used to buy this floating (sort-of) home of his
on a whim. I never learned the rest of his story but clearly he had an
interesting life as he had only one ear, half of his left hand,
something wrong with one eye and other physical markings of a less than
normal suburban existence. Jack had a black mongrel dog named "Crow"
that perfectly matched him as it was missing a front paw and its lower
jaw was bent at a strange angle to the rest of its head from being run
over.
Jack sailed this amazing little boat with duct tape repaired sails all
over the northern gulf from Cedar Key all the way over to (this is
almost unbelievable) New Orleans. I'd run into him at odd places and
he could describe the channels of all the cool places I wanted to visit
that also did not have marked channels.
One day, I ran into Jack on a brand new top-of-the-line boat ( I cannot
remember the brand) so I asked him if he had won the lottery. He said
no and volunteered to show me what he was doing so we went below where
I found myself wading through wood shavings. Wood carving tools were
scattered round as were what looked like wooden masks with intricate
gold inlays; they looked sort of Japanese with black lacquer and gold.
He told me that he had carved one and sold it in New Orleans (something
to do with Mardi Gras and Voodoo etc.)and since then had so many orders
he couldnt fill them all and that he didnt even begin working on one
till he was paid several thousand dollars for it. I never saw him
again after that but I always think of him as what a successful cruiser
should be.


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Excellent post. It sure beats most of the mindless drivel one sees here
on a regular basis. I like posts like the above because they demonstrate
the writer has a brain and some semblance of understanding and has
the time and ability to sit down and think instead of rotting away in
front of a television set.

One can always tell the mindless drones like Peggie Hall and her cadre
of ankle-huggers because their posts consist of a sentence of two of
pap or a repeat of a repeat composed some years ago for morons
with a two-minute attention span. They will talk about sewage for
the rest of their worthless lives and never go cruising . . .

To shed some light on why I, Capt. Neal, retired early and went
cruising, let me say it was simply because I figured that which I
knew and that which I aspired to was well-beyond the capability of
all but a few like me who actually enjoyed being highly educated
and loved using a superior brain to ruminate on the sad condition
of the remainder of humanity.

Why should anybody like me wish to burden myself with a rag-tag
army of ignorant rabble who slowed me down, decreased my
quality of life, polluted the very air I breath, the quietude
of my existence and the freedom I enjoy to go where I wish
to go when I wish to go there.

Any real cruiser is an individual who loathes the masses of ignorant
losers of which the majority of this group is a good example.

I like to drop in from time to time when not cruising and voice
my philosophy in the hopes at least a few other superior minds
might be lurking and obtain a little inspiration to go cruising as
a way of life.

The very best thing about cruising is there are no dolts out there.
Mother Nature weeds them out in short order. Any man or woman
I meet in a far anchorage is guaranteed to be vastly more intelligent,
motivated, competent and satisfied with their life than the lot of
most any newsgroup which is but a haven for those too dimwitted
and unmotivated to do much more than run their mouths.

I hope this helps.

Capt. Neal
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"It is my opinion that a man should not mince words
just to spare the sensibilities of the thin-skinned or
the ignorant." -- Capt. Neal

"Red Cloud©" wrote

Poor pathetic Neal. He had to post this in asa because virtually
everyone in rec.boats.cruising has either kill filtered him outright,
or no longer responds to anything he posts there. Well, sometimes
someone will follow up with a one liner about what a dope he is, but
that's the extent of it. No one is conversing with him. He's been
voted off the island by a landslide.

rusty redcloud


And all you have to do is monitor my activities on several newsgroups
and report back here?

Maybe you should get a life?

CN

After directing a horror film with the Enterprises chief engineer his
life has been all down hill. Sad.....hollywood has turned his back on
redclod

Joe

"katysails" wrote in message ...
"katysails" wrote in message


He's still operating on the assumption that you're Bobspit...

But of coursing I'm a cow and an idiot.

BBL, time for my daily muriatic acid douche ;-)


I like THIS Katysails much better than the original. This one has a sense of
humor and a good deal more wit . . .

CN

"Capt. Neal®" wrote in message

abandon society for such a narcissistic goal.

To truly enjoy life... one has to have an edge of narcissism.
Tempered in pool of empathy and yet quenched in indifference.
A balanced blade is readily wielded and extremely effective.

Understand where you are .... and where you are going.

In the end you only answer to yourself......

CM

"katysails" wrote:

ugh...cement boats...ugliest creations that float on the sea...we had
two in the marina where we're now not and Max still is....

Such the **** up, katykunt. We don't care about you and your boi friend
Maxless.

blondie