I just watched the ELISSA pull away from the dock on her first sail with guests. There is nothing, repeat: nothing like wathcing her. It's amazing. It's heatwrenching. It's a return to olden days when there was nothing BUT weird-looking telephone pole-like masts filling these piers. I remember my first year here at the museum when it was daysail time. The first time they started that engine up, I got all misty. And that's just the engine. I love sailtrainging Saturdays because more often than not, I get to see them setting a few of the sails. And that's a sight, too.

 

But there is nothing like being aboard when she's sailing. To stand on the fo'c'sl and have dolphins jumping out of the water off the starboard bow... wow.

 

If/when I get a chance to upload the video I took this morning, I will.