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Columnists/On the Wind
Author:Chris Caswell
I can remember it as clearly as yesterday, but it was actually in the early 1960s. “Caswell,” he said, “you may think that sailboat racing is all there is in the world. But they don’t.” His bushy eyebrows eased from the frown as he...
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Columnists/On the Wind
Author:Chris Caswell
I thought the U.S. Coast Guard had it in for me. Every time I’d go out on a boat test, I’d get pulled over and interrogated after I returned to the harbor. We’d spend a pleasant afternoon sailing around on some new boat, but as soon as we...
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Columnists/On the Wind
Author:Chris Caswell
This is a sailing story of friendship spanning two decades, and it makes you realize that, like so many things in life, paths cross and re-cross in the most unexpected ways. It’s about three couples linked by a beautiful shell and an even more...
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Columnists/On the Wind
Author:Chris Caswell
I have to admit it. It’s been gnawing at me for months, perhaps even years. It’s a dreadful thing that I can’t control. I’ve tried to hide it, but when I get around my sailing friends, it seems terribly obvious. I imagine they are looking...
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Columnists/On the Wind
Author:Chris Caswell
As a journalist, my e-mail is always overflowing with news releases and announcements of new products, most of which are excruciatingly boring. Some company has changed the color on the handle of its paint brush. Riveting. Another company is now...
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Columnists/On the Wind
Author:Chris Caswell
I was about 15 and crazy about dinghy racing when I was invited to crew aboard a converted 6-Meter in an ocean race. My task was to tend the running backstays. “Get ‘em snug on every tack,” said my skipper, adding, “because the tree...
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Columnists/On the Wind
Author:Chris Caswell
Fifty years ago, I belonged to a brotherhood that consisted solely of Porsche owners. In the late 1950s and into the mid-’60s, owning a Porsche was a form of masochism never mentioned in psychology texts, but we were a small group bonded together...
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Columnists/On the Wind
Author:Chris Caswell
A clothing catalog arrived in my mailbox from Team One Newport, with a gorgeous sailing photo on the cover that caught my attention, although it wasn’t hard to catch since I’d do anything to keep from facing the bills that arrived in that same...
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Columnists/On the Wind
Author:Chris Caswell
Trust me on this one. I know bloodcurdling screams. As a kid, I used to go to the Saturday horror matinees, and no scream in the world matches the sound of several dozen 8-year-old girls when the screen flashes a close-up of a blood-soaked monster....
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Columnists/On the Wind
Author:Chris Caswell
As the 2008 holiday travel crunch drifted into memory (or into nightmares for those who endured the blizzards and ice storms that swept the nation) and millions of travelers laden with gifts struggled through airports to get home, I was reminded of...
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Columnists/On the Wind
Author:Chris Caswell
I like naval architects. I really do. In fact, two of my best friends are naval architects, and when I think about high points in my sailing career, some of the best were spent in the company of the vastly amusing naval architect Gary Mull. But...
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Columnists/On the Wind
Author:Chris Caswell
Let me tell you a little about reflections. There is an indefinable moment in your life when you have a mental shifting of gears and you start to reflect on the past. It comes to some people earlier than others, and it has come to me. Perhaps it...
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Columnists/On the Wind
Author:Chris Caswell
An open letter to Mr. William I. Koch, Palm Beach, Florida. Dear Bill, Perhaps I should address you as Mr. Koch, but frankly, you’ve been a part of my world as a sailor for so long that seems too impersonal. I know what you’re thinking,...
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Columnists/On the Wind
Author:Chris Caswell
I was sitting on the yacht club porch with my friend, Eric, when his two boys and a couple other kids ran up, fresh from sailing in the junior program. They were full of themselves, telling us in a rush of words about how they’d gotten inside at...
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Columnists/On the Wind
Author:Chris Caswell
I don’t know about you, but I tend to sleep fairly peacefully. By that, I mean that I don’t have many nightmares and I can usually trace those few nightmares to an overdose of Shakey’s pizza, a Dunkin’ Donuts hyper-caffeinated frappe right...
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Columnists/On the Wind
Author:Chris Caswell
Sailing has always been a dream. A dream of warm winds and sun and spray and freedom. It’s a dream that gets us through the work week, that teases us through the coldest winters. But sailing can be more than a dream: it can be salvation. Two men...
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Columnists/On the Wind
Author:Chris Caswell
I promised myself that I wouldn’t write about the most recent America’s Cup, in part because I was so livid about the attempted hijacking of the Cup by its previous holder, and in part because the legal wrangling had become so excruciating....
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Columnists/On the Wind
Author:Chris Caswell
T hree seemingly unrelated occurrences conspired recently to make me ponder the purest essence of sailing. Item No. 1: We were driving down the street on the way to breakfast when, in an empty parking lot, we saw men putting a rock-climbing wall...
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Columnists/On the Wind
Author:Chris Caswell
We were sprawled on the couch watching the Olympic Games, I with a plate of cookies and a glass of milk balanced on my tummy. It was the swimming and gymnastics events, and there was nothing covert about the way she was eyeing the washboard stomachs...
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Columnists/On the Wind
Author:Chris Caswell
Not long ago, I was visiting my old hometown and, by chance, I found myself near the bay where I had learned to sail so many years ago. On a whim, I drove down to see what remained of the waters where I had spent long lazy summers learning the...
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