where the wind is my song.
Where the sun is my brother,
That's where I belong.
~Alan Jackson
The
seas and the wind are still being kind, can you believe it? We are making good
time along the north coast of the Dominican Republic this morning, loping along at 8.5
knots. Sunny, somewhat hazy, the winds are out of the south, and long, somewhat
choppy swells are out of the northeast; we are cutting through the middle as we heading southeast. It’s a fairly easy ride, although there is the occasional short, choppy wave
popping up to break Equinox’s stride. We have music playing from one of our iPod playlists, and each song seems to keep time to
the motion of the boat…how fun is that? Life is good! Even better is when the lyrics, like those of Alan Jackson, capture the moment so perfectly. Here we are, in the middle of ocean, and the lyrics speak truly about what is in our hearts. Thank you, Alan!!
We
hope to continue to put miles under the hull, rather than pull in for the night
anywhere. Make hay while the sun shines, so to speak, and reach new territory...and enjoy the journey. While we’ve spent a lot of time
in the Bahamas, as well as in the Turks and Caicos, it’s hard to be
passing them by on this leg of the trip knowing that we are missing out on seeing old friends and familiar places. Yet we know we will stop there again on our
return, which helps us appreciate the new! And right now, our aim is to see new places, and get as far as we can during this lovely weather
window, hopefully to St. Croix, and meander south thereafter. It's been a magical time!
When the moonlight cracks the edge of night
And stars are everywhere,
I can taste the rum and coke
and I can smell that salty air
A light spray across my bow
Cools the evening sun
As it slowly melts into the sea
And tells me day is done
Where the sky meets the water,
where the wind is my song.
Where the sun is my brother,
That's where I belong.
~Alan Jackson, That's Where I Belong
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