Think twice be­fore telling peo­ple you’re a cruiser

Soundings - - Sea Savvy -

Iwas hang­ing in a bar near the air­port in Sa­van­nah, Ge­or­gia, one rainy evening, en route from some­where to some­where. A rather beefy gen­tle­man was also in at­ten­dance, hang­ing out both lit­er­ally and fig­u­ra­tively. He was clearly en­joy­ing the bev­er­ages and was earnestly en­gaged in talk­ing with ev­ery lady around, never mind that the con­ver­sa­tions were one-sided and that the one side was usu­ally the back side of the heads of said ladies.

I was wear­ing an old Cruis­ing World shirt. (I used to be ed­i­torat-large for that mag­a­zine and wrote the “On Watch” col­umn and other pieces for many years.) The gen­tle­man who kept strik­ing out with the ladies sud­denly stared in my di­rec­tion in the mir­ror be­hind the bar, his florid face in­di­cat­ing cu­rios­ity and in­ter­est. Then, slowly but de­lib­er­ately, he swiveled his head to­ward me. “I’m a cruiser, too,” he an­nounced.

The cock­pit shower was an im­por­tant fea­ture in Tom’s ear­lier cruis­ing days.

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