When you have these sweeping panoramic views, the first emotion, for me, is the feeling of stunned speechlessness. Every time, over and over, ten thousand times. So far. I can't really take it all in and usually just want to jump in a boat and get inside of it. Instead, I watch boats of every size and shape, out here near the entrance from the sea and let them take me traveling. One at a time, I sail, I speed, I fish, I dream. That's do-able, non-multi-emotional-tasking fool that I am.
|The fleetness, lightness and clarity of the windsurfer|
|next to still and stately solidness (until those sails go up too)|
|Those red and green buoys are there for a reason, a reason not that hard to see from down there...if you are looking. If you're not, you can join the Capt. Sandbar Club|
|There's the fast zoomzoom way or the slow, sailing way. I admit my prejudice for sailing but I've had a hell of a lot of fun in fast boats. At times.|
|Red right return, c'mon in.|
|Hard to believe that a week ago there were about 300 boats right here|
Have a splish splash Saturday. Do something sparkling.