RiverRat - Part of my job is playing on words and changing peoples minds but because I'm such a generous soul I let them keep the change they've been looking for. Thanks for your words, they reflect what I've read and thought.
- I'm a familiar face in the land of the lost
, used to be a worker bee but now I'm a boss. The tension in the hive makes my dreams thrive and seek another reason to be alive than the pursuit of paper, that all consuming caper, that seems to control the minds of the drones as they fly around between job and home...
Lancerbye - A coward dies a thousand deaths, a soldier once. Those that speak don't know a thing and those that know don't speak. 2 ears, 1 mouth - that speaks for itself
David_Old_Jersey - I imagine that a lot of people wash up here bright eyed and bushy tailed as you've intimated. If this is such a regular occurrence why have none of you salty seadogs created a FAQ with the basics of this here game
that you are all so familiar with instead of allowing the same threads to play out again and again?
As I know nothing about sailing I (erroneously) assumed that hugging the coast would be a safe option, if it is not then what is the best method for a novice
sailor? Thank you for the links on the boats, its great to have a starting point from the eyes of experience.
barnakiel - In this life there are two prime motivators, one away from a source of discomfort and the other toward pleasure.
Therapy - Are you in the therapy trade
of did you randomly pick that moniker? As for the boat recommendation, if I was to go that hardcore I might as well grab a paddle and a barrel and see where I can get
Need a bit more comfort than that as I've grown accustomed to luxury in this land of milk and honey...
Blue - Once, without any experience at all, I bought a motorbike. Not just any bike but a race
tuned ZX9R. Life is fun at 200mph until I wrote it (and 2 cars - long story) off and walked away without a scratch. I took that as my hint to go back to 4 wheels, do not pass hospital and do not collect wheel
chair. Looks like my 7 year itch needs a scratch again...
Bash - Thanks for those tips, you're worth your weight in helium.
Ex-Calif - A lot closer to the truth than you actually realize there my friend.
David_Old_Jersey - What's the best for you may not be best for me, I just want something that keeps the water
on the outside, me on the inside and pointed toward adventure on the horizon.
michaelmrc - Thank you for that link, I will devour its content to fuel
the fire of my desire.
Saucy Sailoress - Why would you recommend missing Amsterdam
? They have all the best drugs you know
A friend of mine also suggested similar, he stated to go from the UK to France
then around the Med basin and back for my first spin. I agree that it sounds sensible.
Sjadows - Are you my shadow? The dark on the light side of me? Whilst you appear more sedate and I more feral I fear we both come from the same place with minds in the same space. Excellent advise to read those who've failed, goes along with my mantra of the best criminals avoid jails. The ones locked up inside proclaim innocence but its lies, the ones that remain free say they are guilty - so sue me
rgscpat - Thank you. As I mentioned earlier I think my first call will be to tag along on a boat from the marina and see what I can see to see if this is the life for me on the sea, you see?
Tom and Maje - I ask questions to learn from those that hold answers, for me my experience of boats was a loooong time ago and they were made of plastic and bobbed around in my bathtub
Once again, thank you for the deluge of responses, each word shows me a soul and each pointer a direction to know - Where I go is up to me but the plan has once again evolved to get me out to sea.
When I was a young tike I loved the idea of driving, but at the age of 10 noone would allow me behind a wheel
no matter how much I complained and squealed. Instead an old sage said these words which stick with me to this day:
"Shut up, sit down and pay attention to what I do - You may learn a thing or two".
From that day I was a quiet as a mouse, learning and watching the way to move cars. 2 years later I stole the keys to his truck and drove around the yard for an hour then parked it back up. Ha ha
I was over the moon in the morning when he hadn't realized my trick, words can be powerful weapons - Choose carefully, the ones you pick...