The Pleasures of a Night on the Hook
"Our anchor is our title deed to our real estate, and we can claim our property all around our coasts or in foreign countries, either if we like." - Frank Cowper from Sailing Tours: The Yachtsman's Guide to the Cruising Waters of the English Coast Quiet. Gone is the cacophony of dock parties and the clinking of cocktail glasses at the restaurant. Calm. No more herky jerky motion from 6 docklines tugging in all directions. Distanced from the wakes of marina traffic. Simple. Cable TV connections and WiFi signals are delightfully out of reach. Water pumped from a foot pedal. A cockpit sundowner with my true love in the glow of solar lights and moonbeams reflecting off the water. Slow. A dinghy ride to shore. A hammock nap over the foredeck. Morning coffee on the stove. The squeaks of the anchor rode on the bow roller are my kind of music. The bobbing of the hull simply feels different away from the dock. It’s almost like