3 Quotes by Kaci Cronkhite

Life on the blue part of the globe for eight years had suited me - the wild open spaces, the bliss of buoyancy, the volatile, soul-powered wind. Sailing had struck a nerve both primal and poetic. On and near the ocean life made sense, It made every sense work.

In sailing, in weather, in life and death, answers are not endings and questions are not to be feared. The unknowns keep us moving forward.

Capes are the poetic points of continents. They are the summits of our sailing souls.