“Believe me, my young friend, there is nothing – absolutely nothing – half so much worth doing as simply messing about in boats.” ― Kenneth Grahame, The Wind in the Willows
“Believe me, my young friend, there is nothing – absolutely nothing – half so much worth doing as simply messing about in boats.” ― Kenneth Grahame, The Wind in the Willows
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Who Am I? by Carl Sandburg
My head knocks against the stars.
My feet are on the hilltops.
My finger-tips are in the valleys and shores of
universal life.
Down in the sounding foam of primal things I
reach my hands and play with pebbles of
destiny.
I have been to hell and back many times.
I know all about heaven, for I have talked with God.
I dabble in the blood and guts of the terrible.
I know the passionate seizure of beauty
And the marvelous rebellion of man at all signs
reading “Keep Off.”
My name is Truth and I am the most elusive captive
in the universe.
Duty, Beauty, Liberty, Country, Honor, Family, Faith — Plus a few simple easy to follow rules for guys
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Take It Where You Find It
Men saw the stars at the edge of the sea
They thought great thoughts about liberty
Poets wrote down words that did fit
Writers wrote books
Thinkers thought about it
Take it where you find it
Can’t leave it alone
You will find a purpose
To carry it on
Mainly when you find it
Your heart will be strong
About it
Many’s the road I have walked upon
Many’s the hour between dusk and dawn
Many’s the time
Many’s the mile
I see it all now
Through the eyes of a child
Take it where you find it
Can’t leave it alone
You will find a purpose
To carry it on
Mainly when you find it
Your heart will be strong
About it
[Chorus]
Lost dreams and found dreams
In America
In America
In America
Lost dreams and found dreams
In America
In America
In America
And close your eyes
Leave it all for a while
Leave the world
And your worries behind
You will build on whatever is real
And wake up each day
To a new waking dream
Take it where you find it
Can’t leave it alone
You will find a purpose
To carry it on
Mainly when you find it
Your heart will be strong
About it
[Chorus]
Change, change come over
Change come over
Talkin’ about a change
Change, change
Change come over, now
Change, change, change come over
I’m gonna walk down the street
Until I see
My shining light
I’m gonna walk down the street
Until I see
My shining light
I’m gonna walk down the street
Until I see
My shining light
I’m gonna walk down the street
Until I see
My shining light
I see my light
See my light
See my shining light
I see my light
See my light
See my shining light
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Welp, that’s quick. Hell, would have taken me four days and change in my FSS (Fast Sealift Ship), and that would have needed circa 700k gallons of dino juice to go up the stacks. Of course, there would have been tens of thousands of tons of tanks, trucks, helos, humvees, and boxes aboard, so there’s that.
Quite the machine, Comanche; impressive what a tenth of a billion gets you occasionally.
A boat is a hole in the water you throw your money into.
The 2 best days in a boat owners life are the day he bought it and the day he sold it.
The trick is to crew on somebody else’s boat.
I owned a 27′ +/- Pearson sloop for several years and loved sailing that babe even, occasionally, when the wind was blustering at around 20-25 kph. Don’t think that’s tough for a single hander, give it a shot and see.
But, even in my wildest dreams would I have gone out in that kind of blow. No way, Jose, even as a trained crewman. That voyage is long and hard and requires a little bit of different breed with a whole lot of crazy.
¿QUIÉN ES MÁS PROBABLE QUE QUIERA UN BEBÉ?MIS PASTELITOS
Still own three sail boats, sold my ocean Boat last year. We beer can race wed nights here on Klamath lake. Was racing a Santana 25, Refered to as a 525, older boat sails well. I ripped the keel about off last year tackling to port, for final approach the start line, for the evening race.
Hit a submerged rock at roughly 10/12 knots. The danger Bouy was a full 100 yards off. Hit so hard I pushed the front of the keel driving the rear of the keel thru the boats hull. We race the a class stayed with everybody but the boat kept “rounding up” becoming over powered, causing loss of directional control.
Lost by four boat lengths. At me slip, the foredeck crew guy opened the hatch, laughed and asked if the foot and a half of water inside the cabin was ok? Dam near sunk her right their. Was able to rock to boat to the crane, where she was lifted out for repairs. The keel isn’t back on yet, had three discs removed in my spine, Dr’s haven’t released me yet.
Also own a Hunter 25 cruiser and a 27 ft Oday, imrebuilding. I sold my Halberg Rase 35 two years ago.. I really dig sailing, more to the point I really enjoy making any sailboat push the envelope of speed in any wind!.
Dirk