No yesterdays on the road.
One of the sweet and expectable aspects of life afloat is the perpetual present moment one lives in and a perception that time is nothing more than the current, an eternal flowing back to the sea.
Memory is each man's own last measure, and for some, the only achievement.
At the beginning we learn to travel, then we travel to learn.
The biggest hindrance to learning is fear of showing one's self a fool.
Whoever the last true cowboy in America turns out to be, he's likely to be an Indian.