The ship is berthed alongside Vivocity and the crew were still busy onboard. The ropes and sails have to be tended to, and it was definitely no easy task.... very little mechanical aids. Looking at the crew tending to the ropes on deck brings to mind a old folk song we sang in school years ago.....
Over the Sea to Skye
Sing me a song of a lad that is gone,
Say, could that lad be I?
Merry of soul, he sailed on a day,
Over the sea to Skye.
Mull was astern, rum was on port,
Eigg on the starboard bow;
Glory of youth glowed in his soul,
Where is that glory now?
Give me again all that was there,
Give me the sun that shone;
Give me the eyes, give me the soul,
Give me the lad that's gone.
Billow and breeze, islands and seas,
Mountains of rain and sun;
All that was good, all that was fair,
All that was me is gone.
Give me again all that was there,
Give me the sun that shone;
Give me the eyes, give me the soul,
Give me the lad that's gone.
~ Robert Louis Stevenson
well, the lyrics still rings in my ears and stirs up my imaginations..... give me again, all that was there.... give me the lad that's gone.
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