Monday, July 29, 2019

Summer Sailing Log Entry #2 - Decompressing

Sunrise on Telegraph Harbour, Thetis Island, BC

Good Morning everyone!  Here we are, tied up at the marina in Telegraph Harbour on Thetis Island, BC.  We had a great sail from Silva Bay in Gabriola Island to here yesterday...going 3 1/2 knots with just the foresail in a following wind.  Just my kind of sailing.  Although its cool in the morning these days, it gets blazingly hot in the afternoon.  We are both sunburned from just sitting in the cockpit.

The three dogs are great sailors.  Nary a word of complaint out of them.  Daisy's sty eye is better but still needs a drop of cortisone every half day or so.  Many boats have dogs on board these days so everywhere we go is dog friendly.  The marinas usually have a dog park with bowls of water set out and receptacles to dispose of the "droppings".
Maki in his favourite spot

Sailing holidays can be viewed in a curve.  First, there's the adjustment phase where you find out all the things you forgot to bring and, if necessary, replace them.  Then there's upward arc of the decompression phase where you, literally, see your regular life receding in the distance and begin to live in the moment...which is how you have to live while sailing.  This is the phase we're at now. Then there's that brief window of euphoria, the apex, where you say aloud "THIS IS THE LIFE!" and start daydreaming of just "sailing on forever" never returning...  After that the curve begins to arc downward...the confinement in the boat's cabin with another human being and three small dogs starts to grind.  You begin to miss the comforts of home...and worry about the responsibilities you've left behind.  In the're like a Canada goose...flying home...driven as if by some ancient migratory urge.

But, today, we're still arcing towards the apex. I'm able to view the geopolitical happenstances of the world as reflected in the tinted glass of the beautiful and peaceful setting we're in.  I see that Paul Craig Roberts has posted an article about how Tulsi Gabbard has collapsed under pressure by the Israel Lobby.  Well, no wonder.  If I were subjected to that kind of doubt I would be wearing a yarmulke in a week!  Americans have to stop looking for a saviour...nobody's going to "rescue" them...all while preserving the comforts of their society.  It ain't gonna happen.  The only thing that could save them now would be major surgery....the removal of the biggest and grossest tumour the world has ever seen.  It's like surgery for the flesh-eating disease.  Have you ever seen photos of people with most of their body cut away?  That's what it's gonna look like.

The other big item in the newz here in Canada is the continued search for the two boys that are playing 'real' video war games with the cops in northern Manitoba.  These are the little bastards from Port Alberni, BC who randomly killed three people... to set off the biggest manhunt in modern Canadian history.  Now my two adult sons will know why I used to take their violent video games and hide them in my underwear drawer where I knew they would never be found.  This is why. Ensuing conversation usually went something like this:  "Hey, mom, did you see my new video game called "Serial Killers VI - The Blood and Guts Edition?"  Me:  "Yes, I saw it and it's gone.  I got rid of it."  Him:  Geez! I paid X dollars for that!  Where is it?"  Me:  "It's gone.  I told you I don't allow that crap in my don't bring it here...or you WILL lose it!"

The Port Albernie boys have evaded capture for over a week now and are making the cops look bad.  It's starting to look more like a military action than a manhunt.  Some of the military have been called in with a plane capable of infrared searches.  Door-to-door searches in two remote First Nations towns.  Canadians are becoming more aware of the vastness of our country with the realization there are entire regions with communities that have little or nothing to do with the main culture.

All thanks to the little jackasses.  Meanwhile, back in Port Albernie, there's a whole lot of soul-searching going on.  The families of the boys and all their neighbours over the years are trying to figure out what went wrong.  The father of Bryer Schmegelsky gave the media a copy of his unpublished book "Red Flagged" where he disclosed his long history of arrests and convictions for criminal we used to say ruefully in the social work business:  "The apple doesn't fall far from the tree."

Mostly, Canadians have become unified in a desperate wish for it to "all be over" soon.  This episode has torn a huge hole in our smug opinion of our society.  It has forced us to look at how our children are being raised...or not.

Until the next log entry...over and out.

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