Tiller
It’s been some time since I’ve posted a photograph here. In fact, this is the first one this month. Lately, though, my stories haven’t had any photographs to enhance them, and for some if they had, you would rather I not show them. So this is the first photograph for June. It’s a tiller.
Or should I say Tillr? I’ve been waiting to make that joke all week, since a great deal of my play time this week has been burned over at Flickr (note that a link has been added at the top of this page). I’m using it as a place to hold my nicer output, as well as experimenting with the idea of actually talking to persons other than Chap and Morris about photography.
This tiller belongs to Daydreamer, a Capri 25 that Glenn and I took out today. Rotten story short: we had some good wind, but after a couple hours it was all gone, and our motor wouldn’t start after 20 minutes of effort. I actually lost my cool when, calling the dock on my cell phone at 6pm, I was instructed to try to sail in, and assured that, “We’ll be here whenever you get back, even if it’s after 8:30.” (8:30 is the end of the session.) The extreme chop of father’s day on Lake Lanier combined with the lack of wind made being out there extremely undesirable, even if it was a fairly nice summer day. Naturally, I got the engine started about a minute after I’d called back and convinced somebody to come out to help us. (This was after another half hour of swearing, adjusting the choke, priming the engine, and exhaustedly yanking the starter cord.) Whew.
The saddest part is that the old salts on the dock lent me some wisdom upon my return: Don’t plan to actually do any sailing until Labor Day. (Summer is the absolute worst time of the year to sail.) Dang. I knew this — not from experience, but I knew this — yet somehow I figured that actual summertime junk sailing weather would never come. I’ll look forward to September, but I’m not sure what I’ll do to get my sailing fix in the meantime. Hrm.
June 20th, 2005 at 10:59 am
You should try sailing in San Francisco Bay during the summer. We went out early yesterday in about 10 knots and it was blowing 20-25 on the way back in 4 hours later. Summer rocks when you have a thermal seabreeze.
Nice pictr.