I always wanted Sebago Docksides, but have actually never bought myself a pair. I felt there was just something about these shoes that screamed - sailor, life of luxury, you are the man. But after I saw this photo, I knew I had it all wrong and I wanted one, not a pair, even more.
Even if they are not on your feet, they will take you places.
For some while I have been envying the moth hydrofoil sailors with their fast, high tech boat skimming above the water at speeds over 20knts.
This weekend my imagination got the better of me and I floated off into my parallel universe, where I am Johnnie Sailor and life revolved around the wind & tide and not your work & home mortgage. I dreamed up this idea of a new division for the navy, the Water Ninja Squad
A fleet of highly trained special ops sailors embarking on convert operation to save their country. They are quick and stealth is there middle name. Their vessel of choice the combat ready V3000XT Moth Hydrofoil equipped with the latest gadgets and silenced small caliber automatic on the bow. Created in a lab one can only image, they have colour changing sails which can match their surrounding and camouflaged hull that can so they can go undetectable by the human eye.
They are dropped from a low flying bomber plane and as soon as the hydrofoils touch the water they are off on their mission, flying on top of the waves, aiming their sites on an enemy coast. Undetected by radar, they....."Honey your dinner is ready"
Getting back to reality, I reach for my knife and fork and think - What if that could be a real..........
My annual vacation is usually just after New Year, when most of the power idiots get back to work. Usually you can then find a parking near the beach, without doing a half marathon just to get to the water.
This time of the year is also the only time I keep my head low when passing fellow sailors. See my parents own a ski boat and usually on holiday I play a bit around on the water and leave sailing on the banks of the lake. As I speed across the lake, I am astonished to see how idiotic and uninformed the power boating community are. To them "Rules of the road" does not exist, especially after the first beer.
Now if you think "Rules of the road" is a foreign concept for them, wait till you see them trying their hand at mooring. On the lake their is small "coves" where they beach their boats for the night. Since it is protected water, none of them even think that the afternoon/evening 30knts + wind can kick up a bit of a swell and a cross wind that could move their moored boats around.
One such power idiot could not give a S@#$ about it and needless to say irritated the hell out of me. In the evenings he retired to the warmth of his braai (bbq) while nurturing his 1 millionth beer for the day. Only using a very SLACK bow line to keep his boat from drifting off, his rubber duck floated a bit higher in the swell and turned sideways in the cross wind. This would've been okay , except his stern, with his prop protruding, was bobbing millimeters away from the smooth side of our boat. Haven't he heard of a stern spring before???
Trying to be of service to the greater boating community, I suggested a few mooring ideas to MR P. Idiot. But to no avail, every late afternoon I had to get wet and re-moor his rubber ducky.
Note to Power Boat Association - include mooring techniques in syllabus for skipper license.