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[azziria]

I'm getting that sea-itch again. That need to feel the ground less solid beneath my feet.

Master and Commander and Pirates of the Caribbean sent me off sailing. I may have gone with romantic notions about being at sea (notions soon eradicated by sharp winds and hard work!), but what I found I didn't expect: that I love being at sea. That at sea, out of my element, I feel in my element. That the open ocean draws me in a way that pottering on beaches or harbour-hopping along the coast will never do (although these activities are better than nothing, of course).

I truly didn't expect it. I remember sitting on a headland near Boscastle last New Year, gazing out at the Atlantic Ocean, and thinking just how alien it was. How we can never really be part of it. That maybe I'd settle for dry land after all. Little did I know.

John Masefield had the way of it, when he wrote Sea-Fever.

All I know is that right now, shore-bound and land-locked, I long to go to sea again.

Comments

[linaelyn.livejournal.com]

I know just exactly what you're saying here.

And I've only been that far out to Sea three times, and never on a sailing vessel. I've been on the little "harbour-hopper" trips on tall ships and other sailboats, but never out in the true Ocean.

And I still miss it. My first time was when I was not-quite-eleven. My last time was before the kids, so more than a decade ago.

There's nothing that compares.

[elessil.livejournal.com]

Now you've done it - you made me drool. It was September when I last was sailing and I better don't try to estimate the time since I've been on or even near the ocean. I WANT.

[eleyia.livejournal.com]

I know exactly how you feel. Fortunately, right now I'm content on land for a bit, but I know it's only a matter of time before the trees & hills make me feel strangely claustrophobic again.