My parents are sailors! So, I grew up always on the boats - once it's in the blood, it stays! We had a trimaran for years on the Hudson River, out of Nyack or Haverstraw, and that boat is now in the Bahamas and they have a Cat in NY. (I think it's a Catalac?) It's an amazing sport - they both still race - Mom just did a women's race - and she's 76 years old!

There really is nothing like the feeling after motoring out from the marina, turning the boat into the wind with all the noise of the engine and sails flapping when the wind fills the sails and they snap taut and the engine is cut. That moment of perfect silence... Hmmm, I miss it more than I realized.