Eighty feet of waterline, nicely making way.
-Stephen Stills
Kevin
Eighty feet of waterline, nicely making way.
-Stephen Stills
Kevin
There are two kinds of boaters: those who have run aground, and those who lie about it.
What Giovanni da Verrazzano inquired of his navigator in 1520 as they sailed into New York harbor . . .
Staten Island ???
RIP Ed Fracker
That is a translation of an age old proverb from the Faroes. Bundin er bátaleysan maður.
It refers both to the fact that without a boat you cannot possibly go anywhere so you are tied to the place and to the old bátsbandið. This was a system where smallholders had a duty to man the boats owned by the richer farmer who in turn had a duty to share out the catch among the crew in such a way that the boat owner's profit was large enough to keep a good boat but not much more. This system developed after a teerible storm centuries ago when the small boats then in use were caught out and sunk by the dozen. Afterwards this system was developed to make it feasible to keep one or two larger more seaworthy boats per village. Usually theese larger boats were rowed by eight men.
Amateur living on the western coast of Finland
Guest ' You do know how to sail?'
‘What ever floats your boat”
There's something bloody wrong with our ships today.
"In case of fire ring Fellside 75..."
" Pull in to that fuel dock.I want to top your tank off."
There are two kinds of boaters: those who have run aground, and those who lie about it.
I can not believe that no one has brought up
Captain Jack Sparrow "Now, Bring Me That Horizon"!
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But why is the rum gone?
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Simpler is better, except when complicated looks really cool.
O’Brian was quoting Falconer:
”The ship no longer can whole courses bear,
To reef them now becomes the master's care;
The sailors summon'd aft all ready stand,
And man the enfolding brails at his command:
But here the doubtful officers dispute,
Till skill and judgment prejudice confute:
For Rodmond, to new methods still a foe,
Would first, at all events, the sheet let go;
To long-tried practice obstinately warm,
He doubts conviction, and relies on form.
This Albert and Arion disapprove,
And first to brail the tack up firmly move:
"The watchful seaman, whose sagacious eye
On sure experience may with truth rely,
Who from the reigning cause foretells the effect,
This barbarous practice ever will reject;
For, fluttering loose in air, the rigid sail
Soon flits to ruins in the furious gale;
And he, who strives the tempest to disarm,
Will never first embrail the lee yard-arm."
So Albert spoke; to windward, at his call,
Some seamen the clue-garnet stand to haul—
The tack's eased off, while the involving clue
Between the pendent blocks ascending flew;
The sheet and weather-brace they now stand by,
The lee clue-garnet and the bunt-lines ply:
Then, all prepared, Let go the sheet! he cries—
Loud rattling, jarring, through the blocks it flies!
Shivering at first, till by the blast impell'd,
High o'er the lee yard-arm the canvas swell'd;
By spilling lines embraced, with brails confined,
It lies at length unshaken by the wind.
The fore-sail then secured with equal care,
Again to reef the mainsail they repair;
While some above the yard o'erhaul the tye,
Below the down-haul tackle others ply;
Jears, lifts, and brails, a seaman each attends,
And down the mast its mighty yard descends:
When lower'd sufficient they securely brace,
And fix the rolling tackle in its place;
The reef-lines, and their earings now prepared,
Mounting on pliant shrouds, they man the yard:
Far on the extremes appear two able hands,
For no inferior skill this task demands—
To wind, foremost, young Arion strides;
The lee yard-arm the gallant boatswain rides:
Each earing to its cringle first they bend,
The reef-band then along the yard extend;
The circling earings round the extremes entwined,
By outer and by inner turns they bind;
The reef-lines next from hand to hand received,
Through eyelet-holes and roban-legs were reeved;
The folding reefs in plaits inroll'd they lay,
Extend the worming lines, and ends belay.”
IMAGINES VEL NON FUERINT
Starboard!!!
"Where you live in the world should not determine whether you live in the world." - Bono
"Live in such a way that you would not be ashamed to sell your parrot to the town gossip." - Will Rogers
"Those are my principles, and if you don't like them... well, I have others." - Groucho Marx
The fair breeze blew, the white foam flew,
The furrow followed free:
We were the first that ever burst
Into that silent sea.
Now I know why Mowett was always interrupted!O’Brian was quoting Falconer:
”The ship no longer can whole courses bear,
To reef them now becomes the master's care;
The sailors summon'd aft all ready stand,
And man the enfolding brails at his command:
But here the doubtful officers dispute,
Till skill and judgment preju........
David G
Harbor Woodworks
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"It was a Sunday morning and Goddard gave thanks that there were still places where one could worship in temples not made by human hands." -- L. F. Herreshoff (The Compleat Cruiser)
From neither a sailor nor soldier:
"Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.
Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the Horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds and shall find me unafraid.
It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate
I am the captain of my soul."
excerpt from “Invictus” by William Ernest Henley
Lets anchor and spend the night.
Kevin
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There are two kinds of boaters: those who have run aground, and those who lie about it.
We were on the port tack in a crossing with our main rival.
To clarify, I shouted, "Larboard!!"
He instinctively tacked clear and we surged ahead, blanketing him. That's when he realized he was now on the port tack, had had the right-of-way, and had been snookered.
<laconic> "there's one". (albacore, salmon, halibut on the line)
"The best cure for seasickness is to sit under a tree."
Don't sit there ..
Without friends none of this is possible.
It's hard to eat, you're wet a lot of the time and just going to the bathroom is a chore.
- Ted Turner
Without friends none of this is possible.
I've always been fond of the (probably misquoted) definition of sailing as: "The fine art of getting cold, wet and miserable while slowly going nowhere at a great expense."
Not a quote but of all of the sea poems this one vividly reawakens fond memories
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 grey mist on the sea’s face, and a grey dawn breaking.
Larks
“It’s impossible”, said pride.
“It’s risky”, said experience.
“It’s pointless”, said reason.
“Give it a try”, whispered the heart.
LPBC Beneficiary
"Keep away from people who try to belittle your ambitions. Small people always do that, but the really great make you feel that you, too, can become great!"
Red dress at night, Sailor's delight
Red dress at morning, Sailor's take warning
Joe Richards
Don't mind the rain or the rolling sea,
The weary night never worries me.
But the hardest time in sailor's day
Is to watch the sun as it dies away.
It's one more day on the Grey Funnel Line.
-- Cyril Tawney, The Grey Funnel Line (1959)
You would not enjoy Nietzsche, sir. He is fundamentally unsound. — P.G. Wodehouse (Carry On, Jeeves)
Don’t grab that lifeline