By William Storandt
is the tale of 2 voyages: an Atlantic crossing within the 33-foot cutterClarity
, certain for Scotland; and the tough voyage of self-discovery that at last introduced invoice Storandt to his lifestyles partner.
Storandt’s account of the journey he had conscientiously deliberate with longtime associate Brian Forsyth and their pal Bob quickly becomes a white-knuckled crusing story, as they come upon a fierce typhoon 4 hundred miles from the Irish coast that assessments their braveness and all their crusing talents. the ocean tale, vividly evoking existence in a small boat on an immense ocean, is interwoven with Storandt’s flashbacks to his previous existence. Outbound promises its proportion of pleasure, yet it’s additionally a relocating mirrored image on how circuitous our paths will be, even if the vacation spot is apparent and beckoning.
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Some sailors leave it to their radar reﬂectors, trusting that passing ships’ crews glance up occasionally from their Kung Fu videos to their radar screens. Single-handed sailors, for example, must trust that to get any sleep. Even with a radar reﬂector, we keep watches all night. The man on watch may be reading down below, the Itty Bitty Book Light clipped to the pages, but he must stick his head out every quarter hour for a scan of the horizon. I sometimes doze clutching a kitchen timer. We call each ship on the radio; most answer.
Lunches are sardines or smoked oysters, maybe a soup, one or two cheeses, crackers, olives, pickles, mustard, horseradish, cold beer or seltzer. Dinners are elaborate affairs; the meat courses and casseroles are still coming out of the icebox with frozen centers and at least half of our ice still remains. The Gulf Stream is with us, adding perhaps a knot to our speed over the bottom. That bottom is so far below us I try not to think about it. The endless procession of cumulus cotton from horizon to horizon makes it hard to believe that the whole world has not fallen under this benign spell.
He asked. ’’ Color crept up Harold’s neck; the interview was over. Eventually, although I was still driving rust-laced junkers and approaching the ofﬁcial poverty line from below, my credit rating offered a choice: a septic system or a sailboat. That ﬁrst boat was a thirty-year-old Luders 16, a narrow sliver sixteen feet long at the waterline, twenty-six feet overall, with two canvas pipe berths in her tiny sitting-headroom cabin. I named her Chanterelle, after the mushroom which was abundant in Westford.