«The fisherman and the pirat»

Once, when I was a young lad, traveling the ways of unbegotten waters, I had gotten struck by a terrible storm. I found my self seaking harbour in a tavern.

It was dark and gloomy, and crowded with people. Lots of leather and smoke, rainy air and dimmed light.

I found a chair at a small table with an old pirat, it seemed.

He smelled, talked and to some degree looked like one at least.

After some time we had gotten to the subject of sailing when the old pirat told me that I had to learn to trust my instincts. My gut.

My intuition.

He said: "Surrender to the current you've chosen to sail. It is THE key to being a good sailor."

After several more pitchers of beer and many arguments, and laughs and lessons I asked who is the better seaman: the fisherman of the north or the pirat of the carribean?

The old man suddenly went completely quite and still.

After a while he said: "They are both ecually capable of handleing their element thus making them both masters of their craft."