If you like poems about sailing you will remember one of my favorites by John Masefield:
I must go down to the seas again, to the lonely sea and the sky,
And all I ask is a tall ship and a star to steer her by,
And the wheel’s kick and the wind’s song and the white sail’s shaking,
And a gray mist on the sea’s face, and a gray dawn breaking.
I must down go to the seas again, for the call of the running tide
Is a wild call and a clear call that may not be denied;
And all I ask is a windy day with the white clouds flying,
And the flung spray and the blown spume, and the sea-gulls crying.
I must go down to the seas again, to the vagrant gypsy life,
To the gull’s way and the whale’s way, where the wind’s like a whetted knife;
And all I ask is a merry yarn from a laughing fellow-rover,
And quiet sleep and a sweet dream when the long trick’s over.
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On Tuesday we had five sailboats participating in an epic adventure for twenty eight individuals. We sailed from Fort Monroe and Rebel Marine for a memorable day on the beautiful Chesapeake Bay. The picture links below say it all.
Jim Arend:
https://imagesbyjimarend.smugmug.com/Sports/Kayaking/20160830-Sailing-Ft-Monroe/
Bob Mooney:
Bill Billings: https://www.flickr.com/photos/bill_billings/sets/72157672218462172/