tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5105989.post3529274240998303959..comments2024-01-08T18:04:52.198-08:00Comments on EVK4 SuperBlog: That Blessed NoiseEVK4http://www.blogger.com/profile/02797338920913749383noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5105989.post-24408046922623912222007-11-05T10:07:00.000-08:002007-11-05T10:07:00.000-08:00Having two small ones usually creating chaos on bo...Having two small ones usually creating chaos on board, I definitely can relate to your post. Occasionally I will spend the night even if I don't have time to sail, just for that peace and quiet.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01780452601929029969noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5105989.post-5562632324599278352007-10-30T00:20:00.000-07:002007-10-30T00:20:00.000-07:00Amen, Zen.And let me add, you didn't have to worry...Amen, Zen.<BR/><BR/>And let me add, you didn't have to worry about whether you'd done serious psychological harm to a bat that had been snoozing in the folds of your mainsail.Carol Annehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07201269435839112134noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5105989.post-44185306435061355132007-10-29T15:14:00.000-07:002007-10-29T15:14:00.000-07:00I would say it was perfect...You were out there.Yo...I would say it was perfect...<BR/><BR/>You were out there.<BR/><BR/>You were in the boat not swimming for dear life.<BR/><BR/>You were not strapped onto the boat, hanging on for dear life.<BR/><BR/>No one was yelling at you call you new words, because they were hanging on for dear life.<BR/><BR/>you and the boat came back at the same time, under your own power.<BR/><BR/>Sounds prefect to meZenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10787377470200331937noreply@blogger.com