It has been exactly a year, to the day, since we returned from the islands and our giant pair of skis to the craziness of the corona virus world. I only managed to get the little skis out on the snow once this season and will likely be putting those away soon. There are many parallels , yes intentional ;-), between skiing and sailing. “Tacking back and forth” is just one of them. Perhaps a bigger one is the nature of the people the two sports attract. In a coconut shell, sailors and skiers are adventurous outdoor people who are willing to put up with the whims of mother nature in pursuit of a little fun.
We are a product of our families and dad was a sailor. On perfect days, tiller in hand, he would go into a trance like state, in the groove, his breathing would change and his focus would sharpen. I only observed this in him when he was steering his boat, but it happened many times. I , perhaps, experienced something similar as a lad when skippering a dinghy for the first time, but I think that was something different. I was making dad proud and that made me happy. After college, as youth often do, I came about and sailed on a different tack . Due to career building, young family and indecision, I was directionless, without a rudder, and in irons when it came to pastime passions. Eventually I became a skier, and pursued a sport that dad had never tried.
On perfect mountain days, I’ve occasionally found that elusive trance like groove where everything falls into place, is effortless and just happens. It’s quite a wonderful thing and as I’m discovering right now very difficult to put into words. Nevertheless, things internal and external change , it’s the nature of the universe. For me the wind has shifted and for now I’ll be sailing on a different tack in search of the perfect ocean day. With sails trimmed , hulls in harmony with the sea, and dancing to the rhythm of the waves, dad’s sailing trance can’t be that far away. The quandary remains, however, sailing and skiing , port and starboard which is which ? I’ll contemplate that the next time I’m ” in the zone” because I’ll need both to get anywhere.
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This was a bit more thought provoking than your last post. I can only imagine how much your father would have enjoyed, and been proud, to see how much his sons have come to love what was once his passion, and one that he had shared with them (you). You are very fortunate to have those memories!
May I also add, that although I am not an adventurous skier or a sailor, I have benefited greatly by having great friends and a husband that are, and who have allowed me to tag along and let my adventurous side soar……in it’s own way! I can’t wait to set sail (well, I’ll sit while you set :P) one day on Sea Sea. Here’s to many more ski and sailing adventures!