I should have been born a bird, because I love being up in the air. I like skyscrapers and mountain hikes, and in any boat situation, I'm usually the one volunteering to climb the mast. On our own boat, we have a TopClimber, which allows either of us to go up unaided, although the other one often helps manage the secondary safety line. Back in Annapolis we'd climb just for the fun of it.
|Here's what "going up the mast" looks like on an ordinary sailboat in a marina|
|And the view from the top, from our marina in Annapolis|
Now that we're hanging out with El Galeon, though, the scale of everything is magnified. The Galeon is about 5 times the length of our boat, and the mast is more than twice as tall. I had hoped to have pix from the crow's nest to include in this post, but I haven't made it to climb the rigging yet, my back is being funky. So instead I give you pix of my friends aboard.
|This ship is huge!|
|Climbing up the rigging|
|There's a person in the crow's nest, can you see her? This is on my list for my next adventure as soon as my body permits.|