Welcome To Everything You Ever Wanted To Know About Boating At Your Fingertips

I've been a boater all of my life.  That is quite a bold statement.  Most people are born in a hospital, maybe in a house or car.  However, I was born on a boat on a sailing trip from Virgin Gorda, BVI to Bermuda.  That is a five day sail by sailboat.  I was born on the yacht "Skipjack," in "The Sargasso Sea" about mid-trip.  Never heard of it?  Well, it runs between Bermuda and the British Virgin Islands. It's named after the beautiful seaweed that floats on the surface.  It is six miles deep where I was born.  No help possible, you are on your own.  Why did my mother take the trip?  Well, she wanted me to be born in her home country; Bermuda!  After much paperwork, I was declared a Bermudian, and I'm proud of it.  
I've since sailed again through "The Sargasso Sea." many times.  There is something about being in the middle of nowhere, feeling confident about what you are doing, but knowing that at any second, it could all end.  You could hit a whale, God forgive, a gigantic container that has fallen off of a container ship, or get totally destroyed by a storm or rouge wave.
I will say that it is all worth making a trip like this.  For instance, I once and many times, took a trip on a beautiful Hinckley 51' Souwester, from Virgin Gorda to Bermuda in the month of May.  No wind for the whole trip this time, unfortunately we had run the engine, of course.  Fortunately we brought enough extra fuel.  Talk about peace and relaxation.  I took a picture from the bow looking down into the water during daylight.  The ocean was glass.  The picture came out perfectly.  Clearly showing our bodies and faces reflecting back up into the camera.  It is the picture of my life!  
And, I have to mention the phosphorescence that emanates from the bow wake all the way back to the wake trailing the boat.  I remember leaning over the bow one night, looking down at the wake caused by the bow, with no light other than the cockpit lighting, and seeing beautiful rolls of phosphorescence light plowing back away from the bow and gradually sliding back into the sea.  The stars were clearer than I've ever seen, the water was bright with phosphorescence light, what a memory!
Anyway, that's where I was born, how about you?  I'm kidding,  It doesn't matter where you you were born, it only matters what you do after that!