The Sailing Saga: Epilog

A very warm and heartfelt “Thank You” to all of you who took the time to read the sailing saga chapters, look at the pictures, and in your own quiet way keep a good thought for the success of the cruise.  To those of you who sent email comments following the saga chapters, please know that it was great to hear from you and learn that you found them entertaining and maybe enlightening.

As “The Captain” and “Our Hero,” I greatly enjoyed writing the saga chapters and providing you with a glimpse of the good and the bad that are part of any voyage.  I would like to say it was a “voyage under sail” but that would be off the mark.  As you know, more of the time was spent motoring or motor-sailing than solely “under sail.”  Though such times were the exception, they were savored due to their rarity.

As some of you know, this was my third cruise to Mexico (or Central America) over a 15-year period.  Memory-fade causes one to lose sight of the details, but I must say that the weather for the two prior cruises was much more conducive to sailing.  Why the less favorable winds (and weather in general) on this cruise?  I have no idea other than to say it’s due to climate change.  The cause of climate change?  I’ll leave you to your opinion.

Will Our Hero embark on another cruise to Mexico (or some other far-flung destination)?

No.  On second thought, “maybe” might be a better answer.

After this, I’m very content with the concept of confining my “cruising” to the California Delta (i.e., SF Bay to Sacramento or Stockton).  Or, in a fit of foolishness, I might sail as far south as Santa Cruz or Monterey.

Now, here is my question for you . . .  Would you like to receive sailing saga mini-chapters based on the above cruising areas?  If so, send me an email and I’ll put your email address on the list of interested saga fans.  If not, that’s okay too.

In closing, a very special “Thank You” goes to Paula for all the support she provided over the eight-month period of this cruise.  Not only did she manage my personal and business affairs, but she took care of our dog (“Arrow”) in a manner that surpassed what I could have done.  During the Bash and my return up the California coast, she provided excellent input and advice regarding winds and weather.  I began referring to her as my “LWO” (Logistics and Weather Officer) – a pseudo-military title the qualifications for which she greatly exceeded.

Fair winds and following seas to all of you,


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