William Matthews

I think my favorite part of cruising is the “language of land” disappears. Both the crew and experienced cruisers deploy nautical units, while throwing out left and right. Folks stop saying “we are going” and instead say “we are making for,” inserting obscure geographical landmarks only a Boucanier would recognize. Yes, you’ll get the amenities and luxury, but cruising taps into an older genetic memory, an experience of humanity’s life on the seas. Despite the modern sense of security, you’re still at the mercy of the elements, but you’ll be rewarded richly. For every rain shower, there’s a sunset of unbelievable beauty or a starry night that stirs that ancestral imagination of adventure. My motivations to travel are driven by the knowledge of the past, so I yearn to sail in the wake of history.

I think my favorite part of cruising is the “language of land” disappears. Both the crew and experienced cruisers deploy nautical units, while throwing out left and right. Folks stop saying “we are going” and instead say “we are making for,” inserting obscure geographical landmarks only a Boucanier would recognize. Yes, you’ll get the amenities and luxury, but cruising taps into an older genetic memory, an experience of humanity’s life on the seas. Despite the modern sense of security, you’re still at the mercy of the elements, but you’ll be rewarded richly. For every rain shower, there’s a sunset of unbelievable beauty or a starry night that stirs that ancestral imagination of adventure. My motivations to travel are driven by the knowledge of the past, so I yearn to sail in the wake of history.