Tuesday, September 22, 2009

Leaving


Sure I've been out sailing. Couple of times in the last week. The sea is getting that sparkly, summer look and the fish are biting. I love the islands offshore, stacked up like pancakes ready to topple over. The penguins are cute in groups of two or three fishing in the swell and the horizon beckons like a siren on the rocks.


Why is it that I always get this leaving feeling?



4 comments:

BBC said...

Why is it that I always get this leaving feeling?

Got me, but I had a friend that headed your way a few years ago on his sailboat and we haven't heard from him since.

And he was a damn good sailor, had built that boat and lived on it for thirty years and been all over the planet on it.

Well, assuming that he died out there, he died the way he wanted to die, in a storm at sea or fighting off pirates.

I owned a pretty nice 32 foot boat for about five years after moving here. I learned that there are two things that scare me, the sea and women.

Hey, send me some fish.

chook said...

There is a storm outside at the moment and there is always that thought in the back of your mind when you are offshore that the sea can be a terrifying, fatal place. Women? I can't live with them and I can't live without them. Sheeez!
Come and get the fish!

billie said...

Gosh do l know that feeling ! yes indeedy .l would say for me it s mixed with a longing feelng too sort of "just arround the corner "feeling and it s a delightful pain .One song calls it constant craving ,l guess that about sums it up for me Bx

chook said...

Hey Billie, and then you turn the corner and there is another corner. Perhaps we should go back around the corner. No, knowing you that's not an option. Me too.
Love