I came across this article entitled "Sailing to serenity" by a writer named Jack Branswell with the byline "Boat trips in Australia's Whitsunday Islands offer unspoiled beauty, quiet and peace." As one who just came back from a trip to Australia, the article certainly attracts my attention.
This is how the article started:
It's basically an article in the travel section with many pictures. Here is probably the sail boat in which the author and his wife spent time on:
"Ralph Waldo Emerson once said, "Nothing can bring you peace but yourself." That may well be true, but a few days at sea sleeping under the stars with nothing but the gentle rocking of a boat as you fade into slumber, sure helps you chart your course toward peace."Here I was aboard the Enid, a sailboat anchored off a tiny island in Australia's Whitsunday Islands, about 500 kilometres south of Cairns on the east coast. It was 2 a.m., no lights other than from the moon, and no sounds other than the waves and a zephyr, a soft gentle breeze, reaching the furled sails."
But I certainly have no desire to be on something like this following kind of sail stuff:
On the other hand what I would truly enjoy is to be walking on a beach like this one:
where you can look back and see your own foot prints. Yes, we can do similar thing in Michigan when there's a sheet of new snow in winter. Of course it's not the same. Take an early morning walk on a beach like this and watching and hearing waves gently roaring toward you -- that's what dreams and poetry are made of. But while watching the waves rushing toward the shore, beware the freaque waves! There is always a freaque wave beneath there somewhere, some time, somehow.