With the sun high in the heavens, and a gently chilled wind at our back, we sailed to Bowen Island, British Columbia. As I looked across the glittering water, I remembered a poem from high school: The Secret of the Sea by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow. I have included a few lines…. Ah! what pleasant visions haunt me As I gaze upon the sea! All the old romantic legends, All my dreams, come back to me….