Halting for an instant at the foot of the ladder, and with both hands grasping the ornamental knobs of the man-ropes, Father Mapple cast a look upwards, and then with a truly sailorlike
but still reverential dexterity, hand over hand, mounted the steps as if ascending the main-top of his vessel.
I hoped that by taking an introductory five-day sailing class at OCSC Sailing--San Francisco Bay in Berkeley, I'd become a little more sailorlike
. I'm not ready to say this happened, but I did fall in love with the windswept feeling of floating in the center of the bay.