5 Apr
2002
5 Apr
'02
5:08 p.m.
Yesterday was in the 60's with 10 knots out of the N/NW in Possession Bay (Puget Sound off Everett, N. of seattle for you out-of-towners) and I had the good fortune to actually do some sailing. Whippersnap, clad in her tanbark genoa, reached past the jetty as the spring sun edged towards the Olympics. The sails filled and she heeled, settling comfortably into the deep inscrutable rythm of the silver sound. As she gained the far end of the Navy peer, the last vestiges of trouble, near and far, fell away in her wake. My tired mind rested, suspended outside me between the sea, the spring wind, and the pale blue evening sky ... and once again, i was renewed. Loyd