tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1001156153899984046.post4363830598541455162..comments2024-03-28T21:31:13.672-04:00Comments on Jungle Red Writers: On Getting AwayJungle Red Writershttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16646429819267618412noreply@blogger.comBlogger14125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1001156153899984046.post-11852757987292306202010-08-02T19:32:31.822-04:002010-08-02T19:32:31.822-04:00Okay, I love to go sailing. The problem is this: w...Okay, I love to go sailing. The problem is this: when I get into that rocking motion, that drifting on the sea thing, my mind starts doing the same thing. Pretty soon, I'm in the Twilight Zone but have no idea where I am--as in, where I am in relation to the shore. So I HAVE to keep within sight of a land marker, otherwise, I'd be writing this from somewhere in the Somoan Islands.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1001156153899984046.post-41398186456635656842010-08-02T15:25:42.233-04:002010-08-02T15:25:42.233-04:00..I don't think I'm going sailing with Hal.....I don't think I'm going sailing with Hallie..Rosemary Harrishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08033747422699443024noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1001156153899984046.post-11792032210422374142010-08-02T14:36:44.003-04:002010-08-02T14:36:44.003-04:00Oh, Jan, ballroom dancing is so much fun! My husba...Oh, Jan, ballroom dancing is so much fun! My husband gave me (and him) lessons as a birthday present - he learned to lead and I learned to follow. It was very enlightening for us both.<br /><br />The last 3 times I was on a sailboat, the 'skipper' assured us that it 'couldn't capsize' - twice it did, the third time it got stuck in shallows and we had to walk out.Hallie Ephronhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04759439029582054503noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1001156153899984046.post-28016543059281602652010-08-02T13:05:17.677-04:002010-08-02T13:05:17.677-04:00I don't know Laura, Kentucky and all those hor...I don't know Laura, Kentucky and all those horses grazing sounds pretty good to me. Also exotic for an Easterner like me. <br /><br />Melissa - I started sailing on big boats -- which required too much strength for me to hoist sales or feel like I had any control -- and was thrilled to get a chance to sail a smaller boat, where you could really feel the wind, and control the rudder and sails. We gave up our sailboat when we had kids and my husband eventually boat a motor boat, which I hated.<br /><br />Gene - I think for me getting away from the familiar, is a little bit like getting away from who I am in those routines and surroundings.Jungle Red Writershttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16646429819267618412noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1001156153899984046.post-47329486711457626302010-08-02T12:12:11.124-04:002010-08-02T12:12:11.124-04:00Melissa, your story reminds me of my brother's...Melissa, your story reminds me of my brother's hobycat. He took me out in Chesapeake Bay and wanted to show his stuff by getting the boat up on one pontoon. of course I was terrified and then mad as hops when he tipped us over into the drink...Lucy Burdette aka Roberta Isleibhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04660402177299546055noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1001156153899984046.post-63147825042705614022010-08-02T12:03:07.624-04:002010-08-02T12:03:07.624-04:00OH, so funny!(And E.B., that's pretty interest...OH, so funny!(And E.B., that's pretty interesting.) What's more--if the sailing teacher had said: Point the bow in the direction that blows your hair back and out of your face--the same thing you do when you're on camera doing a live shot--that would have been NO PROBLEM.Hank Phillippi Ryanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17420701704169428286noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1001156153899984046.post-17230442234624597272010-08-02T11:30:25.077-04:002010-08-02T11:30:25.077-04:00I'm jealous of all you old salts. The only tim...I'm jealous of all you old salts. The only time I'm on the water I'm in a kayak. That's when you really pack light.Rosemary Harrishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08033747422699443024noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1001156153899984046.post-38739919509541958042010-08-02T11:23:47.565-04:002010-08-02T11:23:47.565-04:00I love sailing. I grew up near the Chesapeake Bay...I love sailing. I grew up near the Chesapeake Bay. My dad loves it too, but my mom HATES sailing. She and my sisters would go shopping while my dad and I would sail. <br /><br />We usually sailed small boats, but one time my dad and I "sailed" a Catamaran, dumbest idea for a boat. Let's strap a piece of tarp between two floats, stick a sail on top, and call it a boat. Dad flipped it (he was so embarrassed) and we could never get it righted again. A guy had to come and rescue us. I can't remember how he got the boat back. <br /><br />Mom couldn't stop laughing.Melissa Robbinsnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1001156153899984046.post-22134404213439647232010-08-02T10:26:15.955-04:002010-08-02T10:26:15.955-04:00Roberta, I also got a very cool little carry-on su...Roberta, I also got a very cool little carry-on suitcase before the trip to Morroco, that I can also hoist up there (being a scant 5'1"). It's of a lightweight unrippable (so they say) fabric. I managed to get everything in it, too. Like Rosemary, though, when I drive somewhere, I always overpack.<br /><br />I think a change of scenery, literally and figuratively, is restorative. Of course there're also old friends/family to visit and new things to learn. But just the business of breathing different air is a good thing. <br /><br />(And yes, Hank, that was a Very Funny story!)<br /><br />EdithEdith Maxwellhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01388006370860482509noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1001156153899984046.post-91466831245609924692010-08-02T10:24:08.156-04:002010-08-02T10:24:08.156-04:00My hub and the girls and I just returned from a va...My hub and the girls and I just returned from a vacation in KY (which sounds incredibly un-exotic compared to those of you doing Africa, Nice and Greece). I like getting away from routines--work, exercise, kid schedules. We had ice cream for breakfast one day, watched our first polo match (our next door neighbor was a professional polo player and invited us), and had views of grazing Thoroughbreds from every window in the old stone farmhouse. Relaxing!Laura DiSilverionoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1001156153899984046.post-87190247030363659222010-08-02T09:05:32.809-04:002010-08-02T09:05:32.809-04:00I don't think of it as "getting away from...I don't think of it as "getting away from" as "going to" so I guess that means getting away from the routine and familiar.Genehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15819894275573778906noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1001156153899984046.post-67874669024575093712010-08-02T08:51:49.434-04:002010-08-02T08:51:49.434-04:00Sheila,
I'm impressed. Across Lake Champlain i...Sheila,<br />I'm impressed. Across Lake Champlain in a SUNFISH?? Wow.<br /><br />E.B. I never thought of equating ballroom dancing (which I'm learning now with my husband) with sailing, but I love your point. YES, we are the ONES who have to dance backwards. At least most of the time.<br /><br />~JanJungle Red Writershttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16646429819267618412noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1001156153899984046.post-32949207916928787342010-08-02T08:26:45.796-04:002010-08-02T08:26:45.796-04:00I learned to sail at the Jersey shore, a long time...I learned to sail at the Jersey shore, a long time ago, which may explain why I was brave (or stupid) enough to sail halfway across Lake Champlain in a Sunfish with a friend when we were sixteen. Whoever patrols the lake pulled up to us to check if we were all right, but we must have convinced them that we knew what we were doing (questionable!) and let us go on our way. We got back to shore without mishap, with sunburned knees.<br /><br />When I thing of "away" I think of Ireland. The whole pace of life there is different. I'm trying to find a way to work in a couple of weeks there in the spring--as soon as I find out where they have wi-fi. I hear there are Starbucks now...Sheila Connollyhttp://www.sheilaconnolly.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1001156153899984046.post-37243472280587969922010-08-02T06:30:00.175-04:002010-08-02T06:30:00.175-04:00Hank, I can’t believe you asked the same question ...Hank, I can’t believe you asked the same question that I did just a month ago to my husband, who reacted in the same manner. But it is an essential question. Men take things at face value. Woman, who are categorized as not being mechanical, are less cock-sure of themselves so they go through the logic. We don’t make assumptions, proving we’re more Zen then men. The label, “northeast” wind could mean that the wind is coming from the northeast, which would push water to the southwest or going to the northeast, pushing water in the same direction. It’s not a dumb question because we are just defining our terms, and when sailing the answer is important. We could understand everything, but get the entire thing backward. We also understand that it’s a fundamental concept to understanding the rest of it, like what leeward means. What men don’t understand is that we have to dance backwards if we want to dance at all. In sailing we just happen to be dancing in the same direction.<br />What I get away from: Northern Virginia.E. B. Davishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16746747050278597888noreply@blogger.com