If you are one of the early readers, you might be wondering why today’s story is a tad late. Well. Between travel to Europe, then back, and working in NY on a shoot that got me up at 5AM, then off to LA for a week, my internal time clock is trashed. Not to mention, I havn’t been on a boat in close to a month. I decided last night to drive home and “try” and get a ride in.
Which brings up a subject. Are boat rides therapeutic? Of course I think they are. A good clean boat ride no matter how gloomy or rough can clear ones mind and restore ones soul. Now mind you, I have tried this on a plastic new boat and it doesnt even come close to the same feeling on a Woody Boat. Its something about all the senses being rewarded and activated. The visual senses are empowered by the glistening mahogany, and the contrast of white seam lines and bursts of color from your interior.
The sound senses are exhilarated by the roar, rumble and release of the throttle. That distinct flat head sound is better music than any top ten recording ever made.
The Smell Senses are rewarded with a faint smell of exhaust, fresh varnish, leather and the fresh air you are polluting. All three senses are swirling together in a magical blend of history, art, and life to remind you that you are alive, and that despite all the crap going on in the world. Right now, right here, everything is right in your world. And thats when you realize, I needed this, I needed a boat ride! Get out there if you can! Winter is coming!