In a way it's very similar to being out on the bike. Alone with ones thoughts, the sun on your face, the wind blowing through your hair (or in my case, lack of it), the smell of the fresh air, and the freedom of movement. This time of year when it's tough to get out on the bike, it's probably the next best thing. An 11am sailing is pretty empty too -- maybe a dozen cars and people. It was a tad chilly, but I spent most of the 30 minute crossing standing in the bow arms sheltered from the wind. The blue skies and sun were a welcome respite from the four days of rain and wind we'd had up to that point.
As it turns out this was the last nice day this week as well. The next day it turned rainy and windy again. I had to go in for dental implant surgery this week where they drilled a hole in my jaw to put in a post for an implant that will go in next year. The little post looked like a screw from some sort of Ikea furniture, and the dentist laughed when I asked him if he had the little alan wrench to tighten it. Since then I've been sitting on the couch with ice packs and watching movies when I'm lucid enough between the pain pills -- and dreaming of sailing away or riding off into the sun.