Looking back over this now almost past season, for most of us, how did you do? Did you get out of your slip as much as you wanted to? Did you get to learn anything new? Did you get to see new waters or a new place?
This past season was a frustrating one for me. I had a great trip at the beginning of the year and saw some new water, anchored in a new anchorage, learned a few things new, but I didn't get out much after that. The season was complicated with work and ordinary life stuff along with really hot temperatures and possibly a few excuses.
The nice thing about it all is that there is always next year. Though nothing is guaranteed, the idea of next season will keep me going through the winter. It is the promise of new cruises, new places, meeting new people, and visiting with old places and friends that keep me coming back. Sometimes it seems like the dream of it all is more of a motivation than the actual cruising. Either way, it is still there.
Here is a poem that kind of describes it:
Sailors Prayer
by Charles D. Williams
Sailors pray,
For fair winds and a following sea
The smell of salt in the air,
The feel of their skin as it's touched by the spray
An albatross soaring above,
Dolphins in the ship's wake at play
To witness a work of art that only God can create,
The sunset at the end of day
At night a million stars in the sky,
Safe anchorage in an islands lee
When the time comes to die as for all it must,
To awake in Sailors Heaven where nothing ever rusts
And always there would be,
Fair winds and a following sea
This past season was a frustrating one for me. I had a great trip at the beginning of the year and saw some new water, anchored in a new anchorage, learned a few things new, but I didn't get out much after that. The season was complicated with work and ordinary life stuff along with really hot temperatures and possibly a few excuses.
The nice thing about it all is that there is always next year. Though nothing is guaranteed, the idea of next season will keep me going through the winter. It is the promise of new cruises, new places, meeting new people, and visiting with old places and friends that keep me coming back. Sometimes it seems like the dream of it all is more of a motivation than the actual cruising. Either way, it is still there.
Here is a poem that kind of describes it:
Sailors Prayer
by Charles D. Williams
Sailors pray,
For fair winds and a following sea
The smell of salt in the air,
The feel of their skin as it's touched by the spray
An albatross soaring above,
Dolphins in the ship's wake at play
To witness a work of art that only God can create,
The sunset at the end of day
At night a million stars in the sky,
Safe anchorage in an islands lee
When the time comes to die as for all it must,
To awake in Sailors Heaven where nothing ever rusts
And always there would be,
Fair winds and a following sea