Wilbur Hubbard wrote:


Go ahead, be honest. Admit you're doing it mostly for YOU. Don't try to
beat around the bush and couch it in terms of easing somebody else's
mind. That's a cop-out and you know it.


Admit what's not true? Hardly. I spent weeks offshore singlehanding in
perfect comfort mentally if not physically. If you mean a double back
slash something or other that I want to call my daughter to make her
feel better because that way I feel better, ok, that's true. In the same
way I give flowers to my wife (I'm remarried) to make her feel better
but when I please her, I feel good about that.

My daughter was anxious when I went offshore a few years ago. She said
so before I left and after I returned. My idea of a good time isn't
making her unhappy. She's my daughter - do you have one? If you do, you
surely understand what I'm driving at.

-paul

"Paul Cassel" wrote in message
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Wilbur Hubbard wrote:


Go ahead, be honest. Admit you're doing it mostly for YOU. Don't try
to beat around the bush and couch it in terms of easing somebody
else's mind. That's a cop-out and you know it.


Admit what's not true? Hardly. I spent weeks offshore singlehanding in
perfect comfort mentally if not physically. If you mean a double back
slash something or other that I want to call my daughter to make her
feel better because that way I feel better, ok, that's true. In the
same way I give flowers to my wife (I'm remarried) to make her feel
better but when I please her, I feel good about that.

My daughter was anxious when I went offshore a few years ago. She said
so before I left and after I returned. My idea of a good time isn't
making her unhappy. She's my daughter - do you have one? If you do,
you surely understand what I'm driving at.

-paul

I understand because you're more like most of the people these days. But
that doesn't make it right or even productive.

Your daughter points out the difference in our outlooks. While your
daughter was anxious about your well-being mine just said, "Have fun,
Daddy, and be careful. I'll see you when you get back."

You raised your daughter to be just like her Dad - a dependent person
who worries. I raised mine to be just like me - an independent person
who doesn't worry. She's somebody who is secure and happy and does not
derive her happiness from an old man and I wouldn't have her any other
way . . .

Look at it this way. When you die your poor daughter will be
grief-stricken and lost while mine will say in her mind, "Fair winds,
Daddy, wherever you may be sailing now. It was good knowing you and I
will always love you for raising me to appreciate the way the world
works and to enjoy the positive and to reject the negative."

Wilbur Hubbard

Wilbur Hubbard wrote:

You raised your daughter to be just like her Dad - a dependent person
who worries. I raised mine to be just like me - an independent person
who doesn't worry.

Wilbur Hubbard

Willlll burrrr:


There are a few things in this world are simply wrong. As a parent to
a daughter you should know the rule: Thy shall not dis a dad about
his daughter.

For me, I got up at 3AM drove my daughter to the airport to catch her
fligh for shool. As a freshman she was a llittle home sick. Now its
bada bing, "luv ya D c u late." I grew mine to want to leave home.
But ya shouldnt be crowdn a man bout his daughter.Bob

Wilbur Hubbard wrote:


I understand because you're more like most of the people these days. But
that doesn't make it right or even productive.

Your daughter points out the difference in our outlooks. While your
daughter was anxious about your well-being mine just said, "Have fun,
Daddy, and be careful. I'll see you when you get back."

You raised your daughter to be just like her Dad - a dependent person
who worries. I raised mine to be just like me - an independent person
who doesn't worry. She's somebody who is secure and happy and does not
derive her happiness from an old man and I wouldn't have her any other
way . . .

Look at it this way. When you die your poor daughter will be
grief-stricken and lost while mine will say in her mind, "Fair winds,
Daddy, wherever you may be sailing now. It was good knowing you and I
will always love you for raising me to appreciate the way the world
works and to enjoy the positive and to reject the negative."


Now you know nothing about my dependency or independence. You also make
a great noise about being one salty seaman who is out there sailing the
seas (in what? where? with what crew?) while I know what I've done. For
sure, I can't prove to you that I have spent long time at sea both with
my (now late) wife and singlehanding. I also expect to be out there
again with my new wife.

I can't prove it to you nor can you prove to me that you can tell which
end of an oar goes in the water.

However, the blase claim you make about your daughter's attitude toward
you and even your death is chilling. For you to die and she to shrug her
shoulders and say, "Fair winds" and that's that isn't natural of humans.
Are you autistic? Is your daughter? I"m not teasing you. Instead I sense
in you not only a complete lack of affect, but an anger to those who
show affect.

-paul

"Paul Cassel" wrote in message
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Wilbur Hubbard wrote:


I understand because you're more like most of the people these days.
But that doesn't make it right or even productive.

Your daughter points out the difference in our outlooks. While your
daughter was anxious about your well-being mine just said, "Have fun,
Daddy, and be careful. I'll see you when you get back."

You raised your daughter to be just like her Dad - a dependent person
who worries. I raised mine to be just like me - an independent person
who doesn't worry. She's somebody who is secure and happy and does
not derive her happiness from an old man and I wouldn't have her any
other way . . .

Look at it this way. When you die your poor daughter will be
grief-stricken and lost while mine will say in her mind, "Fair winds,
Daddy, wherever you may be sailing now. It was good knowing you and I
will always love you for raising me to appreciate the way the world
works and to enjoy the positive and to reject the negative."


Now you know nothing about my dependency or independence. You also
make a great noise about being one salty seaman who is out there
sailing the seas (in what? where? with what crew?) while I know what
I've done. For sure, I can't prove to you that I have spent long time
at sea both with my (now late) wife and singlehanding. I also expect
to be out there again with my new wife.

I can't prove it to you nor can you prove to me that you can tell
which end of an oar goes in the water.

However, the blase claim you make about your daughter's attitude
toward you and even your death is chilling. For you to die and she to
shrug her shoulders and say, "Fair winds" and that's that isn't
natural of humans. Are you autistic? Is your daughter? I"m not teasing
you. Instead I sense in you not only a complete lack of affect, but an
anger to those who show affect.

-paul

I think you're horrified because you think my daughter is young - like
maybe a teenager or younger. It would be weird for a young person like
that to take death so casually. Young people take death of a parent
VERY personally and they do so because they still sorta think they are
the center of the universe. And, that's normal at their age. Nope, I'm
an old fart. My daughter is all grown up and haired over. She's got kids
of her own. She knows people get old and die. She knows I'm doing what I
want to be doing. She knows I have no regrets and she knows she has no
regrets. She lives in the real world and I think that's wonderful.

Any anger you sense on my behalf is a result of the wimpification of men
that's happened in the last sixty or seventy years. I've seen men go
from being men to entire generations of men turning into girly men,
objects of derision, objects of ridicule, the butt of jokes, portraits
of ineptitude, weak, indecisive, telephone to the ear like a security
blanket types. More like women than men. What's next? Hormone injections
to their breasts so they can share nursing the kids? The "men" whose
posts I read here are so far from the men of my youth that's it's
appalling. I'm ashamed of them. Fat, soft, weak, fawning, sensitive,
unassuming, indecisive, ignorant, in need of constant companionship,
dependent, concerned - more female than male.

No, the anger you see me express is anger combined with sorrow and
disgust for the wimpification of men. Not to mention the disgust I feel
for wimpified men who don't seem to realize they shouldn't be living
that way.

Wilbur Hubbard

Wilbur Hubbard wrote:


I think you're horrified because you think my daughter is young - like
maybe a teenager or younger. It would be weird for a young person like
that to take death so casually. Young people take death of a parent
VERY personally and they do so because they still sorta think they are
the center of the universe. And, that's normal at their age. Nope, I'm
an old fart. My daughter is all grown up and haired over. She's got kids
of her own. She knows people get old and die. She knows I'm doing what I
want to be doing. She knows I have no regrets and she knows she has no
regrets. She lives in the real world and I think that's wonderful.

My daughter is young. She was 11 when I set out to sea alone single
handing. I think her anxiety was reasonable then as it is now although
she's a bit older. While I didn't have a sat phone then and I may or may
not have one if I go again, I don't think having one to call her from
time to time to reassure her that all's ok is unreasonable or a signal
that I'm a girlie man.

If your daughter is older and all right with her / your / all death,
fine. That's her. I don't know what it means for a daughter to be
'haired over'.

Any anger you sense on my behalf is a result of the wimpification of men
that's happened in the last sixty or seventy years. I've seen men go
from being men to entire generations of men turning into girly men,
objects of derision, objects of ridicule, the butt of jokes, portraits
of ineptitude, weak, indecisive, telephone to the ear like a security
blanket types. More like women than men. What's next? Hormone injections
to their breasts so they can share nursing the kids? The "men" whose
posts I read here are so far from the men of my youth that's it's
appalling. I'm ashamed of them. Fat, soft, weak, fawning, sensitive,
unassuming, indecisive, ignorant, in need of constant companionship,
dependent, concerned - more female than male.

No, the anger you see me express is anger combined with sorrow and
disgust for the wimpification of men. Not to mention the disgust I feel
for wimpified men who don't seem to realize they shouldn't be living
that way.

So we think and I've thought the same myself. The question is if we're
really softer or if we aren't called to be harder. When I and my late
wife lived in WY, we wondered at the Original Settlers who lived in
soddies and were wintered in for months. These families were self
sufficient or dead.

I lived for months in the NWT of Canada in a tent - again pretty much
sufficient but with my camp mates - about 5 of us total. We managed to
do our work, cook our food, fish or hunt or whatever it took. When I
returned to Calgary, I returned to my normal life or the soft life perhaps.

Aside from duration, there wasn't much difference between me and Slocum
single handing aside from me having a much larger craft. No, that
doesn't make me the equal of Slocum, only that I too can live w/o
refrigeration and stand long watches in storms too. So are we really the
same as the ancestors or would the ancestors use refrigeration and sat
phones if only they had them? That is, have we changed or, as I think do
we just have more options?

Slocum did spherical trig on paper with a pencil. Would he have been
less admirable had he a 10 key?

-paul