Never Ending Journey

“Arms pushed, feet shoved, stomach contracted, and every muscle in my body strained to break free. As the chunk of aluminum rolled off me, I caught myself along the toerail – the edge – just before the momentum could hurt me overboard. I lay back against the warm deck, panting. How much more could I take? I should have realized the mast’s foot would fall on me. What’s the matter with me? My sanity was treading water”, recalled Tami.