Sea Fever

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.

- John Masefield -

One of my favorites. One of the few places where I feel I am me and free. From our little boat at the Rumar home bay we waited for the big ones to come on their way from Turku to the next harbor and waved as they passed us. 

We got a glimpse of the big sailing boats of Tall ships race by the Aura river in Turku few days before. 

There was one of our locals, too, though without the sails - the reserve ferry of the archipelago and familiar to us from Ostrobothia archipelago, from the time before the big bridge of Raippaluoto/Replot.

Our little boat took the course towards the sea route they were about to sail pass our island and then we waited.

They felt amazing and we felt like panting dogs by the great master when following - and trying to give way - and waving from our tin can.

They headed towards Ute, the southern point of our archipelago and then across the Baltic sea - here between the Fagerholm old coast guard station and Killingholm's old pilot station - same spot where the big Hindenburg sank during the 2nd World War.

Stadsraad Lehmkuhl passing - http://www.lehmkuhl.no/english/

Brasilian Cisne Branco!

When it began to feel too overwhelming with so many beauties of the sea and so little petrol left we thought it would be better to head home. A night to remember:)