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I had many homemade sailboats as a child, not one of them had an engine.  The dream was to be a sailor, not a…

I’ve never liked goodbyes. I had a party this weekend which I cleverly disguised as a celebration of Chloe’s cone coming off but it was really an opportunity to have all my good friends on the same place for one last time.

Ellie Mae was whisking me away for tequila and quesadillas when two friends came running down the dock with a cart full of tools and a brand new yuloh, and yes it was made in the U.S.A.

These two friends are quite famous so I cant use their real names, for identification purposes I will just refer to them as Mathew and Sara.

Mathew has been working on this for months with the guidance of an old salty dog, who built his own Lyle Hess 24 and has sailed it everywhere.

When I returned to the boat with a belly full of good food and spirits, Mathew and Sara had blocked up a temporary ball for the yuloh and it worked like a charm.

As the last of the party goers slipped out we untied The` and pushed her out of her slip in the fading twilight.

We didn’t make it far before the temporary teak ball cracked in half and we all had a good laugh.  It was a short trip but gave us the answers we were looking for.  We used the rudder to scull back into the slip and toasted a glass of wine to the almost successful trip.  Now all I have to do is find a 1″ bronze ball and make a small rounded teak riser and I will be off.  The oar looks so good on The`like they were made for each other.

“Only those who truly love and who are truly strong can sustain their lives as a dream. You dwell in your own enchantment. Life throws stones at you, but your love and your dream change those stones into the flowers of discovery. Even if you lose, or are defeated by things, your triumph will always be exemplary. And if no one knows it, then there are places that do. People like you enrich the dreams of the worlds, and it is dreams that create history. People like you are unknowing transformers of things, protected by your own fairy-tale, by love.” 
~Ben Okri