Cleaning out the photo folders on my server tonight, I happened on this photos from the last trip I took on my boat. This was the end of a long trip down the coast of Florida for a delivery to the new owners.
When I pulled port that morning, the sun had not even begun to rise into the sky. I knew that I would never feel her shudder after going over the top of an extremely tall wave. That was the one time I was afraid for my life as well as having the best time. We would never race a pod of dolphins in the wash of the Savannah river. We would never again pull into an international waterway for shelter from a strong thunderstorm. Those were fun.
This photo was taken as I sat on the pier, waiting on the couple to show up with the rest of the retainer payment. I had sailed all night non stop just to make the deadline for delivery. It was the best night on the water I had ever had. That boat pulled me through the hardest mental part of my life up to that point. She was what I needed in order to retain my sanity.
I never should have let her go.