Stéphane’s been bugging me to add music that I like to our iTunes collection. I used to love music of all kinds but for the last ten years or so, I’ve been pretty ambivalent to it; it’s not that I don’t like music, I’ve just forgotten that I love it. So I couldn’t really care less about adding “my” music but Stéphane’s insistent so I go through the gigantic music library that we got from Tom, re-discover some good songs, and move them over to our iTunes.
See, when it’s a mellow day on the water, Stéphane loves to pull the speaker out into the cockpit and add a little soundtrack to our sail. I enjoy the music but it isn’t MY music so it’s nice but it isn’t, you know, that extra something that you get when you mix an amazing moment with music that moves you.
This morning we’re excited about our destination- George Town: the cruiser’s Mecca. We’ve heard about George Town from the very beginning of our planning this adventure so it feels like a big day for us, to finally make it to this place. I’ve imported some of “my” music to our iTunes, it’s a calm day on the water, so we break out the speaker and crank the tunes.
The sun’s peeping out from the ocean as we head out Galliot Cut and turn south; two fishing poles off the stern, three buddy boats up ahead – Bill Roy on Providence just radioed that he caught a Mahi Mahi. The masts of twenty other sailboats further ahead jut into the sky – lots of company on today’s journey. The sun is warm and the wind is soft on our cheeks.
How could this get any better?
Just play a little Dylan and what was once just another sail is now a most fabulous memory.
How does it feel, ah how does it feel?
To be on your own, with no direction home
Like a complete unknown, like a rolling stone
That’s one kick-ass simile.
It might be time to re-discover this whole music thing…