| As a child I dreamed of the ocean. Endless blue | | | | Before I had finished telling her about my dream of |
| waters awaited me, beckoning me to explore them. I | | | | being a day skipper my wife ran to the phone and |
| dreamt of sailing the world as a day skipper, wind in | | | | signed us both up for sailing courses. Her fingers dialed |
| my hair carefree and adventurous. It was a wonderful | | | | in a frenzied pace, calling many different sailing schools |
| dream I had so many years ago, now older I still | | | | to find the best deal for us. On the phone I overheard |
| desired the freedom of the ocean though with a more | | | | her talking with a company who seemed very nice, I |
| responsible mindset. | | | | could hear them describing to my wife that they |
| Sailing the world had been on my mind for so long I | | | | specialized in day skipper training and even offered |
| knew it was time. Time to stop dreaming and start | | | | rya courses. "Rya courses" I pondered, wondering just |
| living, I would begin taking the sailing courses as I had | | | | what that meant. I assumed that rya courses were |
| always wanted to. My wife agreed, she loved the idea | | | | some type of unique sailing courses though I wasn't |
| of spending a weekend on a boat relaxing and having | | | | sure exactly what they were. Never the less I was |
| fun. It wasn't exactly my childhood dream but I smiled | | | | excited to be fulfilling my lifelong dream. |
| when she got excited, it would be fun either way. | | | | |