But O the ship, the immortal ship! O ship aboard the ship!
Ship of the body, ship of the soul, voyaging, voyaging, voyaging.
from Aboard at a Ship's Helm by Walt Whitman
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~U.S.C.G. Barque EAGLE (with what I think is the Schooner Virginia in the background)~
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Two years ago, I posted images of several Tall Ships leaving the Charleston Harbor (here and here) - for those of you not familiar with Tall Ships, you might want to look here. It was wonderful then, watching them leave the Charleston Harbor - but last night I attended the International Tall Ships Soiree. It was a beautiful evening - there was a nice breeze, plenty of food and drink - and I had the opportunity to walk around three of the Tall Ships for a long evening. The evening was part of Charleston Harborfest 2009 - and if you ever want to plan a visit to Charleston, this would be a wonderful weekend to visit the city.
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~U.S.C.G. Barque EAGLE~
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When we first arrived, it was still light - although the sun had just set.
I think the first thing that I noticed was how large these vessels were - for example, the EAGLE's sparred length is 295 feet.
You can see a list of the Tall Ships that visited Charleston this weekend here - with some information about each ship listed.
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~looking out towards the Capitan Miranda~
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~the festive Capitan Miranda~
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I think the most festive boat of the evening was the Capitan Miranda - it not only had raised a decorative, brightly-colored sail, but it was also brightly lit - and as darkness fell, it definitely stood out.
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~looking out over the deck of the Kruzenshtern~
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I really liked this blurry view of the event from one of the decks of the Russian ship, Kruzenshtern. There was quite a crowd for the whole evening - and you could still see the tents of the food vendors lined up along the walkway (these were open during the daytime events).
If you've never gotten a chance to see these ships - either under sail or docked - it is something worth seeing. I've always thought there was something primitive about large sailing vessels - oh, even small ones I suppose. Perhaps Whitman had it right - we're all on a voyage of some kind, and under sail.
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