I’ve been looking forward to sailing for so long, but I had forgotten exactly how completely joyous it is to be out of my wheelchair and in a little sailing boat. Hours later and I’m still smiling and uplifted by it.
In my chair I move by pointing my joystick the way I want to go. In the boat moving is a conversation between you, the boat, the wind, the tide, and the current. One where I am immersed in my environment.
And I think of how many thousands of years people have been sailing for and being part of that same conversation. All those people who have been on the water and hearing those same sounds of ropes and sails and water and birds.











