|Cerebus #117, December 1988|
Art by Gerhard
(from an interview in Following Cerebus #3, February 2005)
Sailing offers a lot of challenging and interesting prospects. Just the whole concept of using the wind to propel you through the water is a fascinating and elemental experience. The only sounds are the wind in the sails and the water on the hull (unless we have the stereo playing or have Rose's sister on board). When we're on a beam reach and I have the sails trimmed just right, the boat is practically sailing herself, gliding through the calm water, surrounded by the indescribable blue of Georgian Bay, in the distance the white limestone bluffs of the Niagara Escarpment rising from the deep green trees, overhead the big, pale sky streaked with soft, white clouds - well, it just makes me glad to be alive. And at night - the stars! I've had trouble finding the Big Dipper because it's lost in all the stars you just don't see in the city. Being on the bay makes me humble, awed, and thankful. And keeps me sane (saner?).