All weather is sailing weather
I've been thinking about this for a while now. Summer in Barcelona is a time of reliable perfect sailing weather. Every day, you get up in the morning, glance out the window, the sky is still blue, that's all you need to know. You hop on your boat and head out to beautiful, civilized conditions, a decent breeze, sunshine, a delightful swell, you can put your glass of champagne down on the deck and it'll still be there when you go looking for it. What else could a sailor possibly want?
Well, a real sailor might want some real weather. Just once in a while. One of the great pleasures of sailing is being out in the middle of weather. All kinds of weather.
There's no such thing as bad weather. Just bad clothes.
So, the idea is that when the forecast is bad, we'll hit the water! When the wind is howling, when the waves are breaking, when the rain is lashing down, when it's cold or through the night, we'll head out and suck the marrow from the bones of life. And when we come back, if we come back, well then, we'll have a story to tell.
If that sounds like something you'd be interested in, drop me a line and I'll set up a mailing list. When the forecast turns nasty, when the weather gets real, I'll send a message to the list and we'll get ourselves organised. It'll happen at short notice, and there'll only be 4 places on the boat. What say you?
"Those who go down to the sea in ships,
who do business on great waters,
they see the works of the Lord,
and His wonders in the deep.
For He commands and raises the stormy wind,
which lifts up the waves of the sea.
They mount up to the heavens,
they go down again to the depths;
their soul melts because of trouble.
They reel to and fro, and stagger like a drunken man,
and are at their wits' end."