Or sailing, how about some sailing?…

12/29/2011 9:10 am

By Toronto_skyline_sailboat.JPG: Mkooiman derivative work: VladyCu CC-BY-SA-3.0 or GFDL via Wikimedia Commons

The funny thing is my dad owned a small sailboat. It was nothing to make a New England family envious of but it was a small sailboat nonetheless. The unfortunate truth however is that we never learned how to sail.

There’s something majestic and intimidating about a sailboat that I am sure not many people feel when they look at an innocent sailboat floating in the waters with the word princess painted onto it’s rear end. Think of it this way, the ancestors of the sailboats we see today parked in the wealthy marinas around the world were behemoths of the sea that discovered new lands, carried goods across endless ocean and fought wars in the open sea. These were no weekend cruisers.

And so it is with this historical weight that I say that I wish to know how to sail. It is a traditional as old as the world we live in and connecting with the past in the skills of yesteryear is a particular favorite of mine. My interest in history is in how they lived out their daily lives. Conquering nations is the BIG news in history, but conquering putting a meal 0n the table is the ‘small’ big news that I like to know. It’s the humanity that binds us whenever I feel the urge to say “I want to stay in bed for 10 more minutes.”

You didn’t think we were the only generation that wanted to sleep in, did you? lol

a beautiful morning to all and I will see you at the wheel, port side of course