Who to sail with?  

Sailor376 62M
953 posts
8/9/2006 11:13 pm

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8/24/2006 11:01 am

Who to sail with?

I think just a wee pity party.

I have asked and written and cajoled so many to sail with me this weekend. The weather is supposed to be spectacular. UNBELIEVABLE! I am scheduled to sail some 60 miles north and east to the Canadian port of Bayfield. There is to be a party, a sort of family reunion at a horse farm near there and when I arrive , I am to call and someone will wisk me off to that party. I may bring a few back for a twilight sail, but Sunday AM, I set a course back to Sarnia. Weather is predicted to be flawless, cool nights and just warm days. Winds are predicted to be broad reach on Saturday and close hauled Sunday.

No one wants to go.

Oh, how I ache for a woman to share this stuff with. Stuff, like the thunderstorm last week. Astonishingly beautiful. The rainbow of last month that lasted for near two hours. Three weeks ago, sustained 20 knot winds and 2 meter seas. And the damned boat stood up on those waves and fairly flew. The tiller alive beneath my hand. Two weeks ago, hot, sultry, nearly windless and a swim in mid lake in fresh water so clear that the boat seemed to be adrift in air. True visibility was over 100 feet. I could have read a book, eyes open underwater.

Imagine standing up on the rear above the seats, holding the rear stay for support and riding short one to three meter seas as if I were standing a surf board. Or standing at the very bow, holding the jib luff with the wind breaking around both you and the sail. Stars at night, even the rain and bugs. Calms that have you pulling out paperbacks and crossword puzzles.

Or what may be the ultimate, set the autopilot and bring food and drink out on the flat deck of the bow and read some cheesy novel, feast, drink and watch the lake unroll before you in the shade of the working sail. Sunburned, dehydrated and so, so, content that today I went out into the real world, the planet, did something, felt something real. Not by courtesy of the TV or the noise of an engine. But by the art, the subtle art of carving air and turning that attention into motion. You can feel the air. It is alive and real and then to trick that god into sliding you along. Sometimes steady and smooth and sometimes surging and riotous.

For all my attempt at writing it down and conveying the wonder of it all, I fail. It is beyond my poor powers to take anyone truly there. This little taste is so short of what it really can be. Oh yes, there are days that I should have stayed in port, had to use the engine because I have to be at work tomorrow. Fished and swatted biting nasty little flies. But then when the winds decide to come out and play, I am in the position to be able to play with and revel in that fresh water sea.

IT NEEDS TO BE SHARED. I need to share it. One or the other or both. And the irony is, logically, why? I don't know. I just feel deeply that I do.


ArtisticTwist75 41F
2505 posts
8/10/2006 6:50 pm

I absolutely love to sail. My grandfather first got a sailboat when I was in sixth grade and I just fell in love with it. There is just something wonderful about the quiet propelling of the wind. Seems strange to me because the one thing I've feared through my life is wind... and yet I love to sail. I hope you find a comrade soon. Blessings.


Sailor376 replies on 8/10/2006 8:01 pm:
So, what are you doing this weekend? Sorry. Had to ask though.
If you would ever like to Artistic, just tell me when to meet your plane. "There is something wonderful about the quiet propelling of the wind." You understand. Thank you.

ShyWhisper2006 53F
15175 posts
8/18/2006 10:39 pm

I have never been sailing. I have watched programs and movies before of what it is like...and thought to myself, that it must be wonderful. You just made it very real for me ...in the way you described. I know it doesn't seem to really capture it for you...as you experience it...but for me...it sounds magical....*smiles* thank you...If closer I would love to go out and experience that..as you described...

Sailor376 replies on 8/20/2006 12:50 am:
I think that you would like the sailing, Shy. It has been more years than I would like to admit to , but south of you, about midway to the US border, I went for a walk. I think that it was reservation land. But its principal allure was NO fences. Rolling Alberta prairie, miles and miles of it. Nothing to be seen but the Canadian Rockys, just a dark blue hazy ripple to the western horizon. Grasses running in waves before each gust or puff of wind. Stand up tall and the wind thrummed a basso flutter in your ears. Get down low in the grass and the thrum quiets and stops and the scratch and chirrup of insects grow loud.

Very like the center of the lake some days. As I remember, from where my memory's photo was taken, the shore of your 'ocean' was farther away than mine. Very much the same though.


__Huntress__ 55M/57F

8/19/2006 6:01 am

Why is it that the one who appears to be the perfect man for me is always so far, far away ...

Would I have sailed with you this day ... in a heartbeat, I would !


Sailor376 replies on 8/20/2006 12:32 am:
So maybe we should arrange a lost weekend for you. Some fresh air, some R&R.


ArgosPlumyKooky 45F
3902 posts
8/19/2006 5:23 pm

not sure about the sailing, but wow how i get the rest. . .

Sailor376 replies on 8/20/2006 12:31 am:
Thank you, Snatch.

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