Spiritual Walk- Dec 17th 2015

Having performed some minor maintenance items on Yacht a Fun, our Gemini sailing catamaran, I decided to take Zoey for a walk on the beach of the Cape Fear River. When low tide comes, the beach affords a wide sandy place to walk.

Zoey on one of her previous beach walks.

Zoey on one of her previous beach walks.

Today, the tide was flowing out against the wind. As a result, there were breaking white caps and trailing small breakers on the beach. Zoey loves to run without a leash when we are alone on a beach-walk- and so she sniffed and ran to her heart’s content.

I, too, found today’s walk to be special. I’d say, “a tad spiritual”.

The sky was gray from the moisture of incoming rain clouds. Unusual, the lower clouds were moving faster than the upper ones. My thought is that the cold front that’s approaching is dropping down and scooting under the warmer clouds which were already present. (As I type this blog entry the wind is howling in the rigging and our catamaran is tugging at its dock lines.)

Oyster shells and various items of river debris were peppered along the beach. Green “slime grass” clung to many of the items. A real honest to goodness Buzzard had landed on the beach and was not intimidated by Zoey and me until we were within 20 yards of it.

No boats were in view. As we walked, my senses were drawn to the sound of the breaking waves; the movement of the clouds; and the intense feeling of being one with creation.

This image was taken a couple of days back. The Cape Fear River beach location is the same.

This image was taken a couple of days back. The Cape Fear River beach location is the same.

After a half hour or so, Zoey and I returned to the Baldhead Island Ferry harbor entrance bulkhead. I picked her up and placed her next to me. I sat and listened to the waves break; watched the cold front push under the upper level stationary clouds; and pondered if life really could get much better than this…….?

Being on an extended cruise, and having the time to simply stop one’s boating tasks work flow, to enjoy the solitude of walking the dog- “priceless”.

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