"The battered bow of the ketch pointed skyward through the gray morning mist lolling in the gentle waves with the dead heads along the steep rocky shore…"
"The starboard rail kissed the afternoon sunshine sparkling off the azure sea as the sails drew the sleek hull with great speed ahead of the approaching storm."
...What happened? Whats about to happen? Good stories raise good questions.
Each year's sailing blog has been about raising a few questions but mostly about exploration. New waters, new horizons. Looking outward reflecting inward. The typical discovery themes. Blah blah blah. Sound a little curmudgeonly? Ok, age cannot always be disguised. If you're lucky you acquire a little wisdom along the way. If you're normal, no amount of wisdom can insulate you from cynicism. I once thought of naming our sailing ship, "Star Geezer", but wasn't ready to accept the age connotation. Settled for Ohana. That's "family" in Hawaiian. Which I like just fine. Wherever the ship would go, no matter the crew, our Ohana would always be there.
I digress. Anyway, this year's blog of sailing in the Pacific NW is more like planned aimlessness. Sail here, hike there, meet folks along the way. But look for stories. This voyage will try to focus more on the stories. After all, how many photos can one take of misty mornings, moonlit waters and fish. Fact and fiction. History and fantasy. Let the sea lead. Oh, and try to remember to write. Wonder what the Hawaiian equivalent is for "star geezer".
