Trimaran

Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things that you didn't do than by the ones you did do. So throw off the bowlines. Sail away from the safe harbor. Catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream. Discover. -Mark Twain

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Location: Scottsdale, Arizona, United States

Tuesday, August 15, 2006

Purpose

I read this on another blog and thought it best described the reason for wanting to build a trimaran.

A final musical note.

When I was a mere twenty, some friends and I took off work (I was a roofer in those days) for a few weeks to sail down the coast of Baja Mexico on a 60-foot trimaran. We decided to keep moving all of the time sailing far off the coast and not putting in for the night. With the twin diesels running at a few knots we would take shifts at the helm while everyone else slept below, our only company being cassettes of the obligatory Jimmy Buffet and Bob Marley which was all that people listened to on sailboats in those days. With no cabin and the speakers spaced out over the main hull, the sound would just float out over the water ending who knows where.

I drew the dreaded 2AM to 4AM shift when things were really quiet and it was on a very calm and clear night with a million stars in the sky that I popped in a Joan Baez in-concert tape and I heard Joan singing Amazing Grace acapella and I could hear it running out over the water far from land and I thought, at that moment, under that sky, away from everything, that that was the most amazing, chilling, extraordinary moment of my then young life.

I can't put a name to what I felt that night, but I know I'll probably never feel it again.