There's Something Out There!
During our circumnavigation we were privileged to meet an
American family on a home built yacht named Sunday Morning.
The kids aboard were getting to the stage that the boat was
too small for teenagers AND their parents, someone had to
go. After all, cruising kids grow up more quickly and they do so with
a broad confident view of the world. Cruising parents are
proud of this.
As we heard it, one of the boys took a job with a delivery
skipper sailing a large schooner from Hawaii to the USA west
coast. Alone at the wheel one stormy night he heard faint
cries from the foredeck ... a woman was in distress. "Help,
help" she was crying. This had to be an illusion, the
hallucinating effect of many tired hours at the helm since
they were hundreds of miles from any shore. But again and
again she cried out for help, her voice clearly distressed.
Our friend called the skipper repeatedly until he was finally
aroused, dressed and staggered into the cockpit. Together
they strained to understand the voice and it's plaintive cry.
They both heard it in it's urgency but the skipper's torchlight
showed nothing but spray over the deck.
Mystified, the skipper went back to bed and as our friend
continued his watch, the voice drew slowly away. At first
light and the change of watch they made their way to the foredeck
and to their amazement saw a life-ring caught in the pulpit.
Do you believe that a greater spiritual dimension awaits
us as human beings? It is there for those who sail the oceans
..... for that life-ring had been in the water for years,
it was covered in barnacles.