THE FINAL FRONTIER
The sea is the final frontier. It's the last place on the
planet that hasn't been divided up, regulated, restricted and
strangulated by over-reaching governments. You simply point
the bow of your yacht offshore, and instantly you are on the final
frontier.
Seventy percent of our planet's surface is water, and you have the
freedom of sailing on it from pole to pole. Water World is
yours for the taking. You have an entire world to explore.
What's your pleasure?
Are you interested in
archeological mysteries? Point your bow toward Easter
Island.
Do you like penguins and frozen climes? No problem.
Sail south for the Antarctic summer.
How about sailing in glacier land? The inside passage to
Alaska works just fine.
Do you like fjords? Which do you prefer? There's lots
to choose from in Scandanavia, New Zealand, and Chile.
Do you like Atolls? The Tuamotus have enough atolls to last
a lifetime.
How about deep sea fishing? That's easy. A day in the
Gulf Stream fulfills those dreams.
Do you want a macho
adventure? Cape Horn beckons.
Do you have an interest in endangered species? Sail up the Kumai
River and check out the orangutans of Borneo.
Would you like to learn to speak Arabic? No problem.
Spend a season cruising the Red Sea.
How about a trip back in time? Visit Nabatean Petra and
Roman Ephesus.
Did you ever wonder what it looks like inside a crusader castle?
Sail the southern Turkish coast.
Would you like to swim in turquoise water? Sail to the
Bahamas, New Caledonia, and French Polynesia.
How about sailing in the wakes of the ancient navigators?
That's easy. The trade winds will take you all the way
around the world.
The final frontier beckons, and when you set sail, the words of
Martin Luther King will echo in your mind, "Free at last, free at
last, thank God Almighty, I'm free at last."
On the final frontier, you are truly free.
This picture shows a fishing
boat in the southern Red Sea. These fishermen go about their
business and show little interest in passing yachts. They
might wave and smile as they motor along, but they never stop to
talk. Just like us, they have places to go and things to do.
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