sailed on Moxie and with her
dink, Dawn Treader.
The words of Mark Twain have consumed me for most of
my life. As a boy growing up in Santa Barbara, California in
the early fifties I was able to live the dream of youth,
surfing the likes of the Sandbar(much different look in
those days), Rincon and Indicator, California St. and the
Ranch, spending my days in the as yet undeveloped
harbour of Santa Barbara, and being able to sail on
everything from the eight foot Seashell, to the Tall Ships,
like Sterling Hayden's 92' schooner, Wanderer and his
square rigged Gracie S, that was used in a few of his
swashbucklers. The harbour, at this time, was full of
beautiful sailing ships like the schooners Sirocco and
Rejoice. Sailing to the Channel Islands for weekends, on
these and others, was more than anyone could ask. But the
spark was kindled and the dream of following in the
footsteps of those of the sea, like Captain Joshua Slocum
aboard the Spray, was born in the mind of a young Aquarian
from Santa Barbara.
