Every time I singlehand the boat on a beautiful day I get an urge to call my Dad. As I get the urge, I realize that picking up the phone would actually kill the moment that I want to call him about. So I sit in the boat, sailing happily along, simply enjoying the sail.
When sailing with others, my enjoyment is a mix of the sailing and socializing. Honestly, that mix makes sailing better. But there is a time and place for the absolute purity of sailing by yourself. It can truly be magical.
When I hit that place and I want to call my Dad it's to say one simple word. Thanks. Thanks for teaching me to sail. Thanks for giving me the opportunity to sail. Thanks for passing on the sailing gene sequence. It is a great gift and I truly appreciate it.