Days of Change

I was thinking about sailing today. I haven't been on the water since the Crab House 150. That got me to looking at some of the photos of past trips. I came across this series of photos from one day on the Skeeter Beater. The weather and of course the sky changed dramatically from sun-up until sunset. It was like three or four days in one. Each change brought on a different feel, a different mood. As I think back over it, it was a spectacular day of sailing. I am really looking forward to our next adventure in about four weeks.

This morning started with a dramatic sunrise. A waterman and his dog head out to check the night's haul in their nets. What a great way to start the day.

Soon after getting underway the skies began to darken and we prepared for some rain as the warm morning light started to fade.

The approaching storm is moving much faster than we can outrun it. The skies turned more dramatic and menacing.

Steve took the helm as I put on my rain jacket. We got a good soaking.

As we sailed on through the morning the skies cleared and the sun once again warmed and brightened the day. Time to relax and enjoy the ride. We dodged other squalls that afternoon, each one again changing the complexion of the moment.

Sunset brought an end to a great day of sailing and the many changes in the faces the day put on for us. We were left in awe of Mother Nature and her dazzling display of light. What would tomorrow bring?


Bruce