Crossing the Gulfstream for the first time (bareboat) on a Seawind Catamaran
, you sail directly East away from the glow of Miami
, then for 45 minutes you see no lights, soon a wink of light comes into view over the bow that later becomes Bimini!
My favorite memory (so far) forever burned into my mind is sitting on the aft steps of the Port hull
looking down into the water as it churned away.... the sun filling in the awesome colors of the deep blue sea. Everybody was asleep, my course validated, nothing to do but sit and watch.....
We slid thought the night sea, I sat looking.. anxioulsy staring to find the mornings color. My dream about to unfold, months of planning and excitement about to unfold. From Black, to the darkest ink color, my tired eyes were filled, satisfied as the orange sun broke over the horizon: shards of light darted into the waking waters. The foam trail off the stern, brand new light filling in the deep blue sea.... that was my first look at Bahamian water...
I guess it was the sense of accomplishment of my first crossing combined with the smell of salt
sea air as the Orange, to yellow to platimun sun painted in the morning sea just for me.... Quite a memory. Quite mezmorizing...