09 Nov Impossibly Blue
It is an impossible blue. An indescribable, unforgettable blue that captures the soul. Of all the ties that bind those that go to sea, I think this blue is the most enduring. I stare at it mile after mile and wonder how many others have peered over the side of their ships mesmerized as I am.
It is an impossible blue made possible in large part by the genius of Blonde Hassler. It was he who dreamt up the servo-pendulum steering oar. Without that piece of mechanical wizardry, ocean-passaging would be a Herculean effort beyond most mortals. Variations on Hassler’s original idea hang on the transom of sailboats the world over.
Watching the things work is a marvel and I never tire of it. With minimal maintenances, they will steer a boat ’round the world several times over. The Monitor once having belonged to Tony Gooch and now hanging on the wall at Scanmar is proof.
The day or two of drifting about the ocean seems eons ago as Seaburban has her head set for the south spurred on by that infinite blue and guided by Hassler’s sure hand.
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