08 Jan 2022, 12:49 pm
08 Jan 2022, 1:38 pm
IsabellaLinton wrote:
I've only been sailing a few times but I grew up around boats. So many sailboats. My fondest memories are on that boat my dad built. I can't really picture the inside of it but I have indelible sensory memories of the textures, the smell (the wood, the water, even the head lol), and the sounds. Aghghhhhh I miss the sounds. The glug glug of the motor. The clanging of sailboat masts at the marina. The ducks. Always the ducks.
Do you know how to sail?
Do you know how to sail?
I don't, though I would probably be too nervous to. We sold our sailboat when I was five. I can relate to all the sensations, though. I still love the smell of water on mud...kind of gross, but nostalgic for me. Or the way you feel sleeping on a boat, with all that rocking. The first few nights you sleep on land again, you still have that sensation. I love the ducks. I named them, but can't remember the names. At that age I thought I kept seeing the same two everywhere we went
08 Jan 2022, 2:52 pm
blitzkrieg wrote:
This is where I grew up.
Police cars whizzing around chasing joy riders (cars were easily hijacked back then because of a lack of immobiziling technology for cars). Burnt out buildings, street fights with rampant racism, both Muslim on White racism & White on Muslim racism.
There was a mosque, no church - and white folk would occasionally try to set fire to it.
Almost every shop is Middle Eastern of some variety, that looks like it has been pulled straight out of a time warp from the 1970's. Almost zero funding from anywhere, nobody wanted to touch it and they still don't, to this day.
This is the modern day photo - in the early noughties it was even more nightmarish.
I lived in a house with moss on the ceiling, dead insects on the window frames, peeling paint & a shared bedroom with a sociopathic brother with blue lights flashing outside my windows every night almost.
Police cars whizzing around chasing joy riders (cars were easily hijacked back then because of a lack of immobiziling technology for cars). Burnt out buildings, street fights with rampant racism, both Muslim on White racism & White on Muslim racism.
There was a mosque, no church - and white folk would occasionally try to set fire to it.
Almost every shop is Middle Eastern of some variety, that looks like it has been pulled straight out of a time warp from the 1970's. Almost zero funding from anywhere, nobody wanted to touch it and they still don't, to this day.
This is the modern day photo - in the early noughties it was even more nightmarish.
I lived in a house with moss on the ceiling, dead insects on the window frames, peeling paint & a shared bedroom with a sociopathic brother with blue lights flashing outside my windows every night almost.
I used to live in that area in the 1980's; it was kinda rough but very lively, I lived in a Buddhist centre which was cool; there's a couple of parks nearby that are very nice.
08 Jan 2022, 2:53 pm
theprisoner wrote:
Here's a picture. Generic. But Cyber Security. You get The Idea.
I live about 10 miles west of there right now
08 Jan 2022, 2:54 pm
08 Jan 2022, 2:59 pm
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08 Jan 2022, 3:02 pm
08 Jan 2022, 3:05 pm
Some more pleasant images of the town where I grew up.
08 Jan 2022, 3:15 pm
08 Jan 2022, 3:29 pm
08 Jan 2022, 3:31 pm
08 Jan 2022, 3:41 pm
theprisoner wrote:
^ "Sturgis," Dakota, ? where they have those bike rallys? Harley davidsons, Motorcycle gangs...Hells Angels....
No, Baltimore, MD. This is very near where I actually grew up:
When my wife and I were first married, we lived just a few steps away from this scene:
08 Jan 2022, 3:49 pm
08 Jan 2022, 3:50 pm
MaxE wrote:
theprisoner wrote:
^ "Sturgis," Dakota, ? where they have those bike rallys? Harley davidsons, Motorcycle gangs...Hells Angels....
No, Baltimore, MD.
That's where I used to sail
Fell off the back ladder of the boat in the harbor
08 Jan 2022, 11:18 pm
08 Jan 2022, 11:34 pm
HighLlama wrote:
IsabellaLinton wrote:
I've only been sailing a few times but I grew up around boats. So many sailboats. My fondest memories are on that boat my dad built. I can't really picture the inside of it but I have indelible sensory memories of the textures, the smell (the wood, the water, even the head lol), and the sounds. Aghghhhhh I miss the sounds. The glug glug of the motor. The clanging of sailboat masts at the marina. The ducks. Always the ducks.
Do you know how to sail?
Do you know how to sail?
I don't, though I would probably be too nervous to. We sold our sailboat when I was five. I can relate to all the sensations, though. I still love the smell of water on mud...kind of gross, but nostalgic for me. Or the way you feel sleeping on a boat, with all that rocking. The first few nights you sleep on land again, you still have that sensation. I love the ducks. I named them, but can't remember the names. At that age I thought I kept seeing the same two everywhere we went
Oh wow. Yup - I know those descriptions all too well. Even our big boats would rock when moored. When I was born my parents took me straight on the boat for holiday before I even went in their house. My mother almost threw me overboard in a plastic laundry bin during a storm (family folklore that I've likely shared too many times). I think the rocking imprinted on me from that young age. I remember feeding bread to the ducks off the bow of the boat in my sun-bleached, threadbare, orange life vest (which of course I can still smell and feel, too). There was a shiny, hot metal slide on one of the islands and my brother was old enough to walk up it from the bottom without falling. I was so jealous!
All these memories take me back. Our last boat would have been my granddad's. He died when I turned 16.
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