For those who know me, its no secret that I can be a bit compulsive at times. My entire life I’ve always loved water, the ocean, lakes, streams, even rain. I’ve never stopped missing the beaches I grew up near in California, and I’ve always been a little frustrated with the bodies of water in Utah. Most of the lakes in Utah aren’t very good to swim in because there aren’t many swimming beaches and the water is usually really freakin’ cold. This past spring my parents bought me a canoe for my birthday. That has been a lot of fun. We took it with us to The Grand Teatons and we have taken it to Jordanelle a couple of times.
Most of my adult life I’ve wanted a boat. So I figured I would take some classes, try to go out sailing a few times to be sure I’d like it (I knew I would) and then start “seriously” looking for a boat to buy. I tried to go sailing last week, for the first time really, (the catamaran to Buck Island in St Croix, and the hobie cat I sailed on one day about 22 years ago don’t count) but that didn’t work out so well. (see: The non-glamourous side of sailing) So, like most of my endeavors, I ended up going about it all ass backwards. Tuesday I purchased my first boat, a 1979 MacGregor Venture 25′. Today I sailed for the first time (on my own boat) and tomorrow morning I am getting my first sailing lesson.
Wish me luck.
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Chip, have you forgotten that you got terribly seasick on that Buck Island trip? Well, maybe the waters aren’t so rough in the lake.
How was your first sail on your boat? Do tell……