After a night of being rocked soundly to sleep, I began the day by looking for the sun-the orb to which I have always sought my bearings. Our boat is in Annapolis Landing - a beautiful 40 foot cutter rig, an Island Packet 380. Her name is "Viagem" (pronounced via jean in Portuguese) and it means "journey". Kev and Judith and I took an interesting trip to Quantico to visit the National Museum of the Marine Corps art archive warehouse. The Wounded Marine Careers Foundation, directed by Kev and Judith, is providing an opportunity for Wounded Warriors to be trained in art preservation. Following an impressive tour of the warehouse, we lunched at the Globe and Laurel Restaurant, which is a museum in itself of Marine history.

I am writing this in the cozy confines of the salon, while a raining deluge is pelting the boat, offering the raining, thunder and lightening sounds that thrill me. Being back on a sailboat again dredges up memories and delights I have not experienced in a long time.

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