Seeing the wreck of something that was once vital seems to toy endlessly with our imaginations. Is it, perhaps, because there is always the potential for us, if we aren’t careful, to reach such an untimely end?
Consider this boat, for instance. How many fishing trips did it make? Where did it sail? How old is it? Who captained it? How much joy, sorrow, triumph and failure did it witness? What led to its ultimate demise? And why is it adrift and abandoned in Dingle Harbour?
If I’d had more time during our visit to this beautiful sea town I might have asked these questions of someone familiar with the boat’s history.
As it is, this abandoned vessel serves as a morsel for my active imagination. As I know nothing of the ways of the sea, in my imagination that morsel, and my imaginings, will stay.
Perhaps one of the things this wreck serves to remind me is that we are none of us promised tomorrow. Our proverbial boats could go off course or be grounded at any time. So, I suggest we set our sails, tune our motors, and make every day an adventure worth remembering.
Be one with your sea, whatever that may be …
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