Captain Ed's Sailing
Greetings!
Because of circumstance, one trying to run a sailing business for a living, I have now sold my house in Amesbury, Ma and am now living on Neil, and Debbie, Harvey's farm in Deerfield, NH. It is nice here, I have my own apartment, and I can just open the door for Mika, the wonder dog to run out and chase squirrels. As I am exploring the area I realize that the lot that his farm is on is just 2.5 miles through the woods from Camp Wah Tut Ca, the Boy Scout camp that I went to as a kid, and worked at as a teenager in 1969, 1970, 1971. I have made three attempts to find the camp through the woods, but each time I have had to turn back, to tired to continue because I was way over dressed, or for some other reason. I tried to cross country ski there but we hit a dead end, and Mika seeming to realize that I had bit of more than I could chew, made me turn back. This past Sunday, Neil and I drove out to the camp and did some exploring. The Camp master let us into the dining hall and showed us around a bit. We continued our hike with my goal of putting a few spots on my GPS for when I attempt this again. So for the last few weeks I have been on memory lane. It is fitting that I am living here at this point of my life because everything that I do started out at that camp. Whether learning the basics of sailing a small boat, a few songs on the guitar, or how to cut a board straight with a skill saw. I did it all there first, taught with much patience from guys not much older than myself. This camp had two sailboats Tiki one and Tiki two, I was crazy about these two boats. Every free moment was spent sailing them. I was disappointed to learn they on longer excist. They were simple boats made of strip mahogany, maybe teak, but I think they were mahogany. While exploring the camp we found one of the ten man canoes that were delivered there brand new when I worked there. It is covered from the weather but in disrepair. I will have a chance to do more exploring later but for now I am getting a presentation of my trip delivering the Windsong to the USVI ready for the Southern Cross Boat Owners Association meeting, on the third, fourth, and fifth of February. After the Southern Cross meeting I will be doing the same presentation at the Warren Street Market in Newburyport during the Merrimack River Eagle Festival on February 11. After viewing the eagles come to the Warren Street Market and have a cup of their famous chili on me, watch one of my slide shows, and if you want sign up for one of my classes. No pressure just come down to Newburyport and have a great day.
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