Congratulations note from Moonrise...
To the brave salt soaked crew of Crossroads:
You dreamt of adventure, and rather than allow it slip through your fingers like grains of sand to be lost or coated with excuses of why we could not, or we almost did that’s, you saw it through to fruition.
Great times, bad times, yelling at a wind that knew nothing of mercy, praising a moon that gazed over you like a lover with a secret. You wrapped your tenacity in sea salt and welcomed it all without reluctance, for that is truly what sailors do. We are proud to know you and welcome you back to port.
Love and respect,
Don and Kimberley
You dreamt of adventure, and rather than allow it slip through your fingers like grains of sand to be lost or coated with excuses of why we could not, or we almost did that’s, you saw it through to fruition.
Great times, bad times, yelling at a wind that knew nothing of mercy, praising a moon that gazed over you like a lover with a secret. You wrapped your tenacity in sea salt and welcomed it all without reluctance, for that is truly what sailors do. We are proud to know you and welcome you back to port.
Love and respect,
Don and Kimberley