As usual, Mike does an excellent job at capturing the “Gemini Experience” and sailing Grand Traverse Bay through his words. And Marianne, as usual, does an excellent job at capturing the whole experience through her lens.
The entire article is worth the read. However, toward the end Mike beautifully sums up what sailing is all about.
Anchored in Old Mission Harbor, the last evening aboard arrived much too soon. Marianne motored about in the dinghy filling up gigs of data cards photographing the darkening sky. I was in the forward berth helping young Maddy fall asleep. It was probably one of the most peaceful experiences I’ve ever had; Maddy asleep in my arms, the view of the northwoods visible past the wrap-around window, the smell of campfires drifting from shore, the sky turning dark orange, and the deep still silence. How does one hang onto this one valuable moment in time, knowing that soon it will be just a memory in the rearview mirror?
How does one hang onto this one valuable moment in time, knowing that soon it will be just a memory in the rearview mirror?
That’s what it’s all about. The memories.
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Being a Wisconsin native, every time I visit the Traverse City area I always feel a tinge of envy, because my home state doesn’t quite have the same beautiful shoreline. It’s certainly nice, but nothing like Grand Traverse Bay.
In a place like Grand Traverse Bay, the swim call gives a sailing trip that extra little zing. Most beach-bound vacationers, and probably a good portion of Michiganders, are unaware of the jewel beyond the shoreline that is Grand Traverse Bay. When the sun shines through the shallows, the water is turquoise blue with a hard-packed sandy bottom. At the outer edges, where the bottom drops off, the color quickly turns dark.