#SkySailors
Sailor’s delight
Red skies, especially at sunset, often occur when the sun's light is passing through a high concentration of dust and moisture particles in the atmosphere. This often indicates high pressure and stable air moving in, which usually means fair weather.
Ahoy #SkySailors
One ship sails East & another West
On the self same winds that blow
‘tis the set of the sails,
not the gales
that determine the way we go
Sea-Fever BY JOHN MASEFIELD I must go down to the seas again, to the lonely sea and the sky, And all I ask is a tall ship and a star to steer her by; And the wheel's kick and the wind's song and the white sail's shaking, And a grey mist on the sea's face, and a grey dawn breaking. I must go down to the seas again, for the call of the running tide Is a wild call and a clear call that may not be denied; And all I ask is a windy day with the white clouds flying, And the flung spray and the blown spume, and the sea-gulls crying. I must go down to the seas again, to the vagrant gypsy life, To the gull's way and the whale's way where the wind's like a whetted knife; And all I ask is a merry yarn from a laughing fellow-rover, And quiet sleep and a sweet dream when the long trick's over.
Sea-Fever BY JOHN MASEFIELD I must go down to the seas again, to the lonely sea and the sky, And all I ask is a tall ship and a star to steer her by; And the wheel's kick and the wind's song and the white sail's shaking, And a grey mist on the sea's face, and a grey dawn breaking. I must go down to the seas again, for the call of the running tide Is a wild call and a clear call that may not be denied; And all I ask is a windy day with the white clouds flying, And the flung spray and the blown spume, and the sea-gulls crying. I must go down to the seas again, to the vagrant gypsy life, To the gull's way and the whale's way where the wind's like a whetted knife; And all I ask is a merry yarn from a laughing fellow-rover, And quiet sleep and a sweet dream when the long trick's over.
#SkySailors
SV One and All - a tall ship out of Port Adelaide. She holds a special place in my heart. Her Captain graciously allowed us aboard to scatter my father’s ashes. He even read “Sea Fever” as we did so, in a moving ceremony that will never be forgotten.