Lynn and I went sailing with some friends last weekend. Here are a few photographs. Amazingly, we did not founder, capsize, or burst into flames when I was at the helm.

“If they but knew it, almost all men in their degree, some time or other, cherish very nearly the same feelings towards the ocean with me.”

And here we are, swimming with the jellyfish, moments before screaming and jumping out of the water.

Lynn takes the wheel from Ernie and steers us back in the right direction.

Yes, the leopard-print carpet in the cabin.

Is the sail supposed to be doing that?