Home to a Place I’ve Never Been

From the moment I stepped aboard, I knew I was home.

I have been aboard plenty of ships before, but never have I felt like this before. Walking towards her down the pier she was a sight to behold. Her white hull shone bright in the morning sun and her masts stretched to the blue sky above. As I walked down the gangplank and set foot on her deck I knew I had arrived. That first day we didn’t leave the dock, but I spent a total of 10 hours aboard. I painted wood, polished brass, hauled sail, and heaved a few lines. It was a fine summer’s day on the river working on an over century old sailing vessel.

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