It just so happens that I spent two hours sailing aboard the S/V Denis Sullivan today; some of that time was used to photograph rope. I also hauled line to help hoist the sails….not that it did much good to have the sails up. It was quite still and foggy. There was barely a ripple on Lake Michigan. It was quiet and peaceful and echo-ey and atmospheric. And humid. The sun broke through the fog just as we were coming back to the pier. Steve was imagining what it would be like to be truly adrift in the doldrums. The Sullivan was equipped with a motor as well, so we had no chance of being stranded. But if we were living in the 19th century…well, we’d get back when we got back. We would travel at the speed of one frayed knot.
Great idea, Priscilla. I’m still thinking about mine.
Don’t be afraid to take your time! 😉
Hey Scillabud 🙂
What a fantastic set of shots….. and what a fantastic way to spend a few hours of the day.
I am SO utterly and completely jealous
I had imagined the wild feeling of wind and spray in my hair, but that was not to be. Ah, well, the calm is a good teacher, too.
You should have stuck your head out of the car window on the way home…A quick squirt with the wiper jets and you’d have had the best of both worlds….
‘Limey! I should have thought of that! 😉
Not everyone can have my wherewithal….’tis a gift!
Muy Buena Serie, Me Encantan Los Detalles… Un Saludo.