Jan. 17, 2015: I thought I’d share some of my musings as we start on this next adventure.
First, I take off my rings and cut my fingernails; these hands have a lot of work to do. Nail polish and long nails are not part of it. I’ve realized if you’re compulsive about clean, don’t like wet and must have wrinkle-free clothes, you are not going to enjoy sailing. No matter what, water is part of boating. Decks wet from dew, drips from a hose, or water onboard, you will find your clothes, at least parts of them, damp. It’s life onboard. Hair is styled by the wind and “matching clothes” has a new meaning. On a boat, if it’s clean; it matches.
Throwing off the lines isn’t as quick and easy as it sounds. First there is provisioning (for me). On Sable I have a nice big freezer so we carry steak, lamb chops, hamburger, frozen vegetables and even potatoes. Then of course there is wine. And beer, when the weather gets warmer. Then there is checking the engine, coolant, oil, transmission (for Ed). Then all the navigational instruments and radio. Since we haven’t been out since our trip last year, there is that bit of anxiety. Will we remember everything we need to do to look like experienced sailors? What have we forgotten? Whatever it is, we will go without or buy it along the way. Ready except to check and recheck weather.
Lines are stowed, electric cord coiled. Weather is cold (for fair weather sailors like us) but wind was behind us and it was comfortable. A short day to Titusville, 47.6 miles. Sun is shining and so are we. A successful send off.
“Oh, oh, what a beautiful day/Oh, oh, won’t you come out and play/Think of what you might miss/It don’t get better than this.”
More to come.
J&E on Sable