The Best of Sail Trim

I’m both drawn to the ocean and a bit fearful of it. I guess it’s more respect than fear, actually. When I was 18, a buddy and I went to Alaska to work a couple fishing seasons and we hit some 15-30 foot waves on the transport up. I wasn’t scared then because I was a stupid kid, but now that I have a bit of sense (from time to time anyway), I’d like to slap some of it into my 18 year old self. I remember going out on deck to make my way to the galley and having my view alternate between nothing but black sea and nothing but black sky. Having been a landlubber to that point, it didn’t occur to me how easy it would’ve been to fly over the railing and never be seen again. I got a lot closer to death a couple of times on that adventure, but I’ll save those for another book safe.