This year in Maine or last week…we had the unique experience of sailing for a two-hour tour. I do not believe that any of us had ever been on a sailboat previously. We set out from Booth Bay Harbor. It was an evening sail which made it all of the nicer.

A different world is sailing on the sea. I soon forgot my cares of the land lover. The gentle swaying of the schooner and the hoisting of the massive sails caused me to feel a bit of what the sailors of old felt as they made their home on the water. The culture is different than ours for the sailboat crew. The words are different and when spoken are heeded quickly. All of the crew were barefoot and with good reason…how are you going to climb the rigging with shoes on?

Artificial melts away. There is hope and peace and contentment on the water. The petty cares of who has the most money or possessions are lost in the grandeur of the majestic experience…