All summer long I have been wondering why people buy sailboats. When I see people motoring along-- maybe with their jib/genoa rolled out if the breeze is just right--I think that most sailors would be so much happier with a 34-foot SeaRay.I wonder how people wind up owning sailboats. Perhaps they are attracted to the romance of sailing, of being moved along by the energy of nature. It can't be the actual sailing that calls most people to own a sailboat, otherwise they would sail their boats. I wonder how many owners buy sailboats that have never sailed? Maybe they find out later that they are afraid of heeling, or they find the enormous energy in their sailplan intimidating. I know I feel that way myself sometimes.I've really noticed the motoring thing a lot this season.Earlier this summer, I had the pleasure and privilege of sailing up Narragansett Bay into Newport, which is the center of the yachting universe as far as I'm concerned, at least for those of us sailing the right-hand coast here in North America. There was only about 10 knots of breeze on the port quarter, the typical prevailing southwesterly. I rolled out everything and ghosted along at four knots, taking in the scenery and the sunshine.While doing this I passed a dozen sailboats leaving Newport to the south, probably headed to Block Island or Cuttyhunk, all motoring along with their sail covers still on. Why wouldn't they sail? There's nothing more calmly pleasurable than sailing on a close reach or close hauled in a light breeze, is there? Especially in the flat water in the bay on that fine morning.Yesterday I spent 8 hours sailing back from Block Island to Westbrook Connecticut in what had to be the best air day of the summer. The anemometer showed a steady 13-18 knots from sunup to sundown.Several times I jumped up to disable the autopilot and give way to a starboard tacker, only to discover when our boats passed that they were motoring with the jib rolled out. One guy was chugging along at the wheel of a big ketch that probably wouldn't even sail with less then 15 knots of wind, and here he was passing up the wonderful conditions, deciding instead to spend the day turning kerosene into air pollution. He smiled and waved broadly to me, and I wondered what he was so happy about as I waved back.I'm not claiming that I never motor, I do it all the time. Sometimes there's no wind, sometimes I need to pinch a mark, sometimes I need to get there before dark. But for the most part, certainly whenever possible and reasonably practical, I sail my sailboat, because I love doing it. It drives my wife nuts, but then she's a New York girl. I tell her she should have married some guy with a cigarette boat instead of me.When we have these extended and very spirited discussions about propellers here in the forum, I read with amazement at how important propellers are to many sailors, and how much money and energy we put into their selection, understanding, and purchase. To tell the truth, I wouldn't mind a better propeller myself, but only because I'd like to have a feathering or folding prop to help me sail faster. But given the choice between a new A-kite and a prop, the spinnaker would win every time.When the time comes that I find myself motoring all over my sailing grounds in a slow sailboat, I hope I will face up to reality and head down to the local Hattaras dealership to start shopping for that new trawler or convertible. If I'm going to travel around in a powerboat, it'll darn sure be faster than a 7 lousy knots.Thanks for listening. I just wanted to get that off my chest.Paulsv Escape Artisth336