Good morning Doug...
Wonderful shots.
I went through all those pictures and they reminded me of some fine words:
THEY THAT GO DOWN TO THE SEA IN SHIPS,
that do business in great waters;
These see the works of the LORD, and his wonders in the deep.
For he commandeth, and raiseth the stormy wind, which lifteth up the waves thereof.
They mount up to the heaven, they go down again to the depths: their soul is melted because of trouble.
They reel to and fro, and stagger like a drunken man, and are at their wits' end.
Then they cry unto the LORD in their trouble, and he bringeth them out of their distresses.
He maketh the storm a calm, so that the waves thereof are still.
Then are they glad because they be quiet; so he bringeth them unto their desired haven.
Psalms, 107:23-3
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Smooth seas do not make skillful sailors
— African proverb
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One ship drives east and another drives west
With the selfsame winds that blow.
'Tis the set of the sails
And not the gales
Which tells us the way to go.
Like the winds of the sea are the ways of fate
As we voyage along through life.
'Tis the set of a soul that decides its goal,
And not the calm or the strife.
— Ella Wheeler Wilcox, 'Winds of Fate'
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No matter how important a man at sea may consider himself,
unless he is fundamentally worthy the sea will some day find him out.
Felix Riesenberg
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A pilot's business is with the wind, and with the stars, with night, with sand, with the sea.
He strives to outwit the forces of nature.
He stares with expectancy for the coming of the dawn the way a gardener awaits the coming of spring.
He looks forward to port as a promised land,
and truth for him is what lives in the stars.
Antoine de Saint Exupéry,
'Wind, Sand, and Stars,' 1939
Doug we have quite a few relatives who were Old Salts long before the Steam Engine for ships and the aeroplane was invented.
Some sailed out of Bristol and I use the term Shipshape and Bristol Fashion regularly.
Many aviators that I flew with and have retired have their own sail boat. The Old Girl and I love sailing also and some of those pictures remind me of the weekends spent docked on Georgian Bay. Waves...they can be awesomely frightful at times...
I often thought of going south to do some sailing, but my luck our boat would be fifty feet long and the shark sixty-five feet long...
Again great shots...
