But - for people who would not otherwise ever get a chance to get out of their daily situations and get out onto the water - they absolutely loved it!
Sitting out there, drifting away in the glorious sunshine reflecting off the surface of the glassy water, music kept floating through my mind... "what does this experience here sound like? How would this translate into a piece of music?" thoughts. Certainly some interesting ideas... how on earth I can ever 'translate' those thoughts, I'm not sure tho... definitely not band-worthy, that's for sure. 'Tis just the joys of being wired with a 24/7 musical soundtrack running thru my subconscious brain...
In the end (altho I don't want to talk about it too much), it was best I didn't take my sons along, as they would have been bored out of their skulls pretty quickly, what with no wind and just sitting there, basically.
We normally sail out at Carcoar Dam, about 50 kms (c. 30 miles) away... but as the water level there is currently below 9% capacity (8.36%, actually!)... sheesh. Stoopid drought.
Postscript: There's other stuff I wanna write about, but I might save that for a later "private" post later-on. It sure sux (and takes a lot of the joy out) not feeling as though I have the freedom I once enjoyed to write and say what I want to about certain things, experiences and situations anymore here. Read this yet again, damn lurking so-and-so's...
Peas be with ewe
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