December 11, 2007
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Flight of Years
“There are watchers in this world and there are do-ers. And the watchers sit around watching the do-ers do. Well tonight, you watched and I did!”
“Oh yeah? Well it was harder to watch what you were doing than it was to do what I was watching!”
– Cori and Paul, Neil Simon’s “Barefoot in the Park” 
http://www.solo-sailor.com/Captain_Heather.htm
Excerpt from Flight of Years Ship’s Log at http://www.solo-sailor.com/ShipLog.htm April 20, 2007 – I’m in the air over I-have-no-clue-where, en route to Newport Beach, California to fetch Flight of Years. My “casting off of land lines” has had more than its requisite number of snafus; details and aggravations too minute to mention but which are intrinsic to everyday life — let alone the considerable undertaking of concluding one life for the commencement of another.
On the way to the airport this morning I was listening to an old Jimmy Buffett album (use of the word “album” dates me, doesn’t it?). Ballads of sailors and pirates, heroes and children, love and loss, the sea, the passing of years and making sense of it all. And I was contemplating the question everyone keeps asking: “Why?” “Give me something that will make sense,” someone said. “Something I can understand.”
I’m not sure someone who has to ask that question will fully comprehend the answer. Particularly since I can scarce put to words what can only be truly understood with the heart. Why? Because for years I have dreamed of what life could be, rather than what it was, and wondered what else might be out there. Because selling trailers to illegal immigrants and cranky New Yorkers doesn’t fulfill me. . . .
Flight of Years Ship’s Log continues at http://www.solo-sailor.com/ShipLog.htm.
I think Capt. Heather is just awesome. I have to say a big “THANK YOU” to the guy who sent me the link to her ship’s log.
