Tuesday, May 07, 2013

Sailing the Queque

Last night I had the strangest dream.

I was participating in some sort of multi-day dinghy sailing event that was being held in a different venue each day.

All of the sailors were staying in some big, rambling house.

I was sailing a two-man dinghy. I was the crew. That's pretty strange to start with.

Every day before sailing we had to write an essay about our strategy for the day.

My skipper and I had done pretty well on the first day of the regatta.

On the second day we were due to sail the Queque.

As far as I could gather the Queque was a long winding lake, or perhaps a river.

There were charts of all the sailing venues for the regatta on the walls of the house but I couldn't find a chart of the Queque.

On the morning of the day scheduled for the racing on the Queque I had to leave the house to attend to some personal business, and I was late for the essay writing "exam."

I rushed in with only a few minutes to write my essay and I didn't know what to write about the Queque.

All I could remember was that my skipper had told me that we should "stay in the hoo."



What does this all mean?



In the dream I seemed to think that Queque was some kind of native American place name. But I googled "queque" this morning and discovered that this is a queque.


14 comments:

O Docker said...


Were you happy as a child?

bonnie said...

Don't see how you're going to sail that, but it looks absolutely scrumptious.

Tillerman said...

Not excessively so. Would that be a problem?

Tillerman said...

Of course I might really have been inspired by the nearby Quequechan River, but that wasn't sailable either - just a series of waterfalls as I understand, and it's all underground now.

Baydog said...

That's not a queque, it's a bundt.

O Docker said...


The problems of our childhood are often keys to later behavior.

For example, you are crewing on a boat larger than a Laser in your dream. Sometimes, if potty training was stressful, in later life we may crave a boat big enough to poop on.

Tillerman said...

I'm pretty sure I wasn't dreaming about a boat big enough to poop on. I've been on some of those boats and that would be a nightmare. No, I think it was a relatively small two-man dinghy like a Jet 14.

Tillerman said...

No, no, no.

I"m pretty sure this is a bunt.

Genie said...

It's obvious! Because you missed your exam, you were unconsciously sabotaging yourself doing well. Simply, Tillerman, you have a fear of success and being judged. O Docker has a point about your possible infantile toilet anxieties and, to that end, you must have been mistaken about what the skipper said. He must have said to "stay in the loo", a very kind suggestion under the circumstances.

Anonymous said...

Have you recently changed your medication?

Pandabonium said...

Ah, that's for the Winter Olymics Curling event.

Tillerman said...

Comment via email from jtr...

Peyote does odd and unpredictable things to the brains of Master Laser sailors

Tillerman said...

Comment via email from NH...

Could it be that queque if pronounced with a French accent that out sounds like cake? Not sure why you dreaming of it, maybe someone else can help you with that.

Be well, and let them eat cake!

Frankie Perussault said...

I think I'll go and have a piece of queque now

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