Stephen Brennan - The Little Blue Book of Sailing Wisdom

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eISBN: 978-1-62914-131-2 Printed in China Contents They that go down to the sea in ships, that do business in great waters; These see the works of the LORD and his wonders in the deep.

For he commandeth and raiseth the stormy wind, which lifteth up the waves thereof, They mount up to the heavens, they go down into the depths; their soul is melted because of trouble. They reel to and fro, and stagger like a drunken man, and are at their wits end. They cry unto the LORD in their trouble, and he bringeth them out of their distresses. He maketh the storm a calm, so that the waves thereof are still. Then they are glad because they be quiet; so he bringeth them into their desired haven. Psalm 107: 23-30 AV I NTRODUCTION When your life feels too difficult to rise above, Sail away, sail away.

N OEL C OWARD W hich one of us has not dreamed of this? We put away our troubles and run away to sea and lose ourselves in a life of daring and adventure. Without doubt, sailing is the great escape . We turn our backs on the land, as the poet says, and all that that implies; because when you take yourself to sea, you leave behind, at least for a time, all the mundane, humdrum imperatives of your day-to-day breathing in and out. You skip out on all your difficulties, shattered friendships, bad debts, and broken hearts. To sail away is to flee, certainly, but it also may be best understood as a flight to something. Because the sailor aims to make a new start, to breath free air, to skin his eyes afresh on impossible vistas, to test himself upon a hostile, or at any rate foreign, element and match wits, skill, and luck with all the gods of the sea.

In all our literature, writings about the sea may be said to be the best pedigree. Just consider the authorial DNA here on offer: Joseph Conrad, Ernest Hemingway, Henry Thoreau, Jack Kerouac, William Shakespeare, Samuel Johnson, and Sterling Hayden; the poets: John Masefield, Samuel Taylor Coleridge, Walt Whitman, Alfred Tennyson, and Gerard Manley Hopkins; the single-handers and explorers: Francis Chichester, Joshua Slocum, Tristan Jones, and Sir Francis Drake; and many more. A number of our founding epics also feature sea lit; Homers Odyssey may be said to be a tale of the wanderings of a sailing man, and even the Holy Bible is shot through with sailing stories. But my own guilty secret is that I love the aphorisms best that concern the how-tos of ship-handling, sailing, and sea-lore. There are some people the sea does not suitor so they claimbut even they dare not ignore it. Nobody turns his back on the sea, not if he or she has any sense.

And anyway, our true inclinations are just the opposite. We arealways have beendrawn to the sea. We cant help but recognize our love of it, or at least our awful fascination with it. And though we admit this to be so, why it is so is not so clear. There are many and various suggestions on offer. Some people claim that since all life came from the sea, it is in fact our natural element, and that this accounts for our attraction to it.

Others remind us of our early great-days afloat in the fluid of our mothers womb. The anthropologist and archeologist both will tell you that water-craft developed as the most efficient technology for reaping the seas harvest, for projecting expeditions of exploration and immigration, for the carrying of trade, and for the prosecuting of war. At the same time, Bible scholars assert that wed do well to meditate on Jonahs attempted flight from God by sailing ship, and praise the Lord that Jesus walked on water. In the end, any or all of this may be relevant so long as we also remember the awe-inspiring majesty and mystery of the sea itself, its dead calms and vaulting storms, the infinite variety of its sea-life, its salt sting and bracing airs, its immense and somehow life-affirming emptiness, and its terrible unforgivingness. All of this too is fundamental to the literature and the wisdom of the sea. No little wonder thento paraphrase Masefieldwe feel as though we gotta go down to the sea in ships.

But what are you to do if you have no sailboat handy? Suppose there is a great deal to occupy you on the land and you cannot simply sail away. What then? For that, dear Reader, I offer you this volume of The Little Blue Book of Sailing Wisdom to chew on. Its all here, the history, romance, adventure, mystery, lore, travel-log and ship-craft, bite-sized and ready to meltor explodein your mouth. So read on. The wind blows fair. The taste is salt.

Stephen Vincent Brennan New York, 2014 P ART ONE The Deep Blue Sea We are as near to heaven by sea as by land. SIR HUMPHREY GILBERT The sea all water, yet receives rain still, And in abundance addeth to his store. WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE A sure cure for seasickness is to sit under a tree. SPIKE MILLIGAN (TERENCE ALAN MILLIGAN) And I looked upon the true seathe sea that plays with men till their hearts are broken, and wears stout ships to death. Nothing can touch the brooding bitterness of its heart. Open to all and faithful to none, it exercises its fascination for the undoing of the best.

To love it is not well. It knows no bond of plighted troth, no fidelity to misfortune, to long companionship, to long devotion. The promise it holds out perpetually is very great; but the only secret of its possession is strength, strengththe jealous, sleepless strength of a man guarding a coveted treasure within his gates. JOSEPH CONRAD The Mirror of the Sea Y ea, foolish mortals, noahs flood is not yet subsided; two thirds of the fair world it yet covers. HERMAN MELVILLE Moby Dick For whatever we lose (like a you or a me), its always ourselves we find in the sea. E. E.

CUMMINGS The water is the same on both sides of the ship. FINNISH SAILING PROVERB It is a beauteous evening, calm and free; The holy time is quiet as a nun Breathless with adoration; the broad sun Is sinking down in its tranquility; The gentleness of heaven is on the Sea. WILLIAM WORDSWORTH Poems in Two Volumes It was the law of the sea, they said. Civilization ends at the waterline. Beyond that, we all enter the food chain, and not always at the top. HUNTER S.