Contributors Jay & Karen Campbell reflect back on a year of living aboard Largo, with a special shout out to that thing that captivates the poet in all mariners ... sunsets.
On the sea, the sun cycles and we rise and work and rest to its rhythm. It’s different from life on land, flooded with light at the flip of a switch. Living on a boat, we measure our work by the passage of the sun and adjust our labor to the advantage of the light. To our small crew this makes sunset the more impactful of the day’s solar events. As afternoon ends and spears of light streak from the horizon, it is the end of something. Evening allows reflection on our day’s work, and we may plan for the new day to come, but each turn of the earth is its own chapter. Each day is a life writ small, when we rise with the sun, live furiously if we are lucky, and then rest. This seems more so on a boat and the open water, where we feel the arc of the earth as much as we see it overhead, as the tide draws and drags against our keel.
I love sunsets for this. Most sailors do. We gather at the rail or the dock or shore and cheer the sun in its passage. It reminds us of where we are in our own passage. Sunsets mark the end of something, but they promise a new beginning, as well, and a chance to start over. As the old year fades, and the new one begins, here are a few of Largo’s grandest sunsets from our adventure on the water. May these images make you happy with your journey so far, and with the promise of a new day yet to come.