Whenever we're ready to sail to someplace new, my husband, Dave, and I quip, "It's time to leave. We've figured out the buses." We say it even if there isn't a bus around for 50 miles. To us it means that while we love this place, it's now time to succumb to the lure of cruising-meeting new people and seeing new places.
It began when we sailed our Cal 34, Taking Flight, down the Pacific coast. Each time we came to a new harbor, we were excited and ready to learn the ropes of our temporary home. Where were the showers? Did we recognize any of the other boats? The first few hours in a new place are heady and something to savor. Once we have our land legs, we're ready to explore farther afield ashore.