Salt of a Sailor: The true origins of a durable, but not-so-dainty sailor

"If you're thinking about buying your first sailboat and making it your own, you need to read this refreshingly honest tale." -- Ed Robinson, author of Poop, Booze & Bikinis Had I ever sailed? No. Did I think that mattered? No. I felt I had whatever grit and guile I needed to handle this silly sailing stuff. I parachuted with a sheet, drove a car that started with a screwdriver, swished with hydrogen peroxide. I rode horses, climbed rocks, leapt off cliffs. I spent summers in the sleeper of a big rig. I ate Malt-o-Meal. Surely these were excellent traits of a sailor. Surely I was salty enough. I fancied I was. Either way, we were going to find out. The time to go was now. All we needed was a boat. Follow all of Annie's adventures at www.havewindwilltravel.com.