I pity you land lubbers. Yes, YOU! I don't know
anybody posting to Usenet who isn't a dullard
landlubber. Capt. Skippy of the "Flying Pig" has
even turned into a land lubber as I predicted a
couple years ago.

I'm the only one MAN enough to live aboard my
sailboat who is not a land lubber. I've lived
aboard since 1985. I sailed many thousands of
miles - mostly coastal cruising which is the
most challenging sailing of all. I still sail
and anchor out but more often than not I can be
found on my mooring in my home port in the Florida
Keys. I have found paradise. I can sail overnight
in Florida Bay and along the reef in Hawk Channel.
I can sail across the Gulf Stream for a Bahamas
cruise on short notice as my yacht is always ready
to go. I could take off for a sail around the world
as that is how well found my yacht is due to my
diligence.

I've kept my Coronado 27 - hull number 91,
manufactured in 1971 and bought from the original
owner by yours truly way back in 1985, in better
than new condition. Everything is as good or better
than the day my fine yacht's hull was popped out
of the mold.

Considering the living expenses I've saved by not
renting or financing a house my fine yacht has
EARNED me around a quarter million dollars.

It is often said a boat is a hole in the water
into which one tosses money but that is only the
case if you are a lubber who is too afraid to commit
to a maritime existence like I have. For me sailing
doesn't cost - it pays.

I have to wonder just what is WRONG with the younger
generation. I see NO younger sailors who are living
aboard with plans to do so indefinitely. I have to
wonder why that is. Probably due to the fact that
the younger generation has no wanderlust. They can
surf the net and they substitute that for reality.

Sad.

--
Sir Gregory