It gets you up early in the morning. You get to get cold. You get to get wet. But it's satisfying in a way. I haven't figured it out.
Darkness feels more absolute on the water.
At night, the lapping of waves and the flapping of sails are magnified by the absence of other sounds. In daylight, sightlines sometimes seem infinite. Two years ago, she sailed from Brazil to Ghana aboard a 68-foot sailboat. That, to me, is true freedom. Sounds of sailing A few hours before today's Parade of Sails, we're scrubbing the decks when the skies darken in a hurry and rain lashes the schooner.