I recently found this 8mm movie. I was 19. My father said, sure, take the boat with your pals on a three-day cruise to Jones Beach inlet, down Raritan Bay, past the Statue of LIberty and past Sandy Hook to an inlet with a five-knot current.
I knew everything then, even more than I know now, and I knew that I knew it with much more certainty than I now know what I know and don't know.
Some evidence of how much I knew about anchoring is evident.
"Say, why are all these boats anchored together over here, when there is so much more open water over there?"
The boat, Xanadu (the dinghy's name was Alph), was a Pilot 33, an S&S design. All wood. No idea where she is now, I prefer she lives forever in digital.
I knew everything then, even more than I know now, and I knew that I knew it with much more certainty than I now know what I know and don't know.
Some evidence of how much I knew about anchoring is evident.
"Say, why are all these boats anchored together over here, when there is so much more open water over there?"
The boat, Xanadu (the dinghy's name was Alph), was a Pilot 33, an S&S design. All wood. No idea where she is now, I prefer she lives forever in digital.