A melhor opção

 Quando estamos no mar e temos de atracar num Porto procuramos aquele que nos oferece mais protecção contra a ondulação e a maré que nos leva além daquele que tem a garantia de nos assegurar a manutenção e a logística onde  tanto o casco como as velas e a estrutura sejam mantidos de forma a poder continuar a navegar. Muitas vezes e aquando duma longa campanha e apesar de se apanhar a nortada e muita agitação, procurar o primeiro porto poderá ser fatal visto que o facto de estar bastante tempo e tão longe de terra poderá ser tentador acostar mas há que ter em consideração a qualidade e eficácia do mesmo. Iremos ser tentados a desembarcar no mais próximo  possível porém é bom passar revista às cartas de mareantes e perceber se têm todas as condições necessárias para poder fazer a revisão do calado água de lastro integridade do casco, lacres etc. 

E que portos devemos então buscar? 

Há aqueles mais novos de recreio que oferecem a revisão e manutenção geral 

E outros que serão mais capazes com guindaste de proa, doca seca e manutenção em particular.

Se nos queremos então prevenir de eventuais danos ao invés de procurar o arranjo ocasional teremos de nos aguentar mais nas rajadas e contra marés para que tenhamos mais cuidado no arranjo e assim perdurar a embarcação através da busca duma solução que opte pela duração máxima....

Pois Sabes?

" because that was the river(..)

(..)And this is the Sea!

You've got still enough time (..)

(..)And you don't pay no fee!"

These things you keep

You'd better throw them away

You wanna turn your back

On your soulless days

Once you were tethered

And now you are free

Once you were tethered

Well now you are free

That was the river

This is the sea!

Now if you're feelin' weary

If you've been alone too long

Maybe you've been suffering from

A few too many

Plans that have gone wrong

And you're trying to remember

How fine your life used to be

Running around banging your drum

Like it's 1973

Well that was the river

This is the sea

Now you say you've got trouble

You say you've got pain

You say've got nothing left to believe in

Nothing to hold on to

Nothing to trust

Nothing but chains

You're scouring your conscience

Raking through your memories

Scouring your conscience

Raking through your memories

But that was the river

This is the sea, yeah

Now i can see you wavering

As you try to decide

You've got a war in your head

And it's tearing you up inside

You're trying to make sense

Of something that you just can't see

Trying to make sense now

And you know you once held the key

But that was the river

And this is the sea

Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

Now i hear there's a train

It's coming on down the line

It's yours if you hurry

You've got still enough time

And you don't need no ticket

And you don't pay no fee

No you don't need no ticket

You don't pay no fee

Because that was the river

And this is the sea

That was the river...

This is the sea...

Behold the sea