At the beginning of every year, my husband and I make resolutions. Some work out, some don’t, but every year we try to do something new. Something we haven’t done or accomplished before. This year, I decided I wanted to really learn how to sail, quite possibly skipper, that means to captain, the boat by the end of the year. I wasn’t quite sure how I would accomplish this, but I know I wanted to.
We had been sailing before. Vince used to race when he lived in Alaska and I knew he liked it. I had never been, and a few years ago, decided I wanted to try it out. I discovered a site, www.sailpdx.com, and found skippers looking for crew. So, we hooked up with a skipper and went out a few times.
I was in love. It’s beautiful out on the river in a sailboat. The sun is warm on your skin and when the sails are perfectly trimmed, full of wind, there’s not a care in the world. It’s fantastic. By the end you are always hungry because you’ve been out a while and the smell of Beaches and McMennamins taunt you. It’s summer perfection. I was hooked.
Unfortunately, we didn’t get to go out often because our schedules competed with that captain and we lost our spots as crew.
Having not gone out at all last summer, I was determined, so I e-mailed the Oregon Women’s Sailing Association to find out how to take one of their classes. And I waited…for a long time.
In the meantime, we discovered that an acquaintance at church owned a Catalina 22 and was interested in crew. So, we jumped at the chance to go out with him. He informed us that he participated in the races every Thursday and, if we were interested, we could be his crew for the races. How lucky are we!
It turns out that Dan used to be a sailing instructor and he told us that he would teach us to sail the boat by ourselves. So, every Thursday night we go out and race. It has been wonderful even if we have only had two days in both the spring and summer seasons that were actually sunny. The good news is I’m learning, slowly, but surely. I still have no idea when it’s a good time to tack or jibe, but I know the difference and I can keep the tack under 20 seconds, which is a good thing.
All that to say, it’s absolute bliss out there. It’s exciting and there’s never a dull moment. Plus, I don’t know if my husband ever looks more handsome than when we are out on the boat. I love it everything about sailing, so I thought I should share a few pictures, maybe you will get the bug too.