You know you are a sailor when?

When you can't pass a boatyard or marina without stopping to check out the boats
When you'd rather be at sea than anywhere else.
When you see another yacht on the horizon and start to tune the sails and see if you are closing the gap
When you are at anchor, look around at dawn, and decide to stay another day
When Fray Bentos pies and Pot Noodles taste, well, sort of palatable
 
you find yourself bleeding from random places at random times of the day.

During the winter you can't get into your garage for sails, outboards, rope, tins of antifouling, the dinghy, liferaft etc etc (for garage, can substitute spare room, hall, porch etc etc

Anything that you have found that you really need must be backed up with a spare. Even if that spare is never used.

A good position for sex is anywhere you don't bang your head

You scour brokers websites and Apollo Duck on a daily basis despite being more than happy with your boat and having no intention of changing it. Don't know why.

When you'd rather be at sea than anywhere else.

What a great thread. :encouragement:
+1 All of the above.
 
When you mention, randomly, to your business colleagues, that it's going to be a high tide that night.
When a friend mentions how bad the weather has been lately, and you inform them that a cold front is moving west and should hit sometime tomorrow, with F7 off the east coast.
When there are more boat pages than porn pages in your browser history.
When its piddling down, you consider putting on your full oilies to pop round to the corner shop

It's a bit like being a schoolboy (in the old days!) again - a penknife, whistle, compass, a piece of cord and a packet of Fisherman's Friends in your pocket....
 
When you wear pink shorts or trousers to work!
And to all those matcho men who think they are salmon red they are not.. they are pink
 
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when you look up at the sky and suss out where the wind is coming from, and wonder whether you'll manage to cross the road on one tack
 
When you attempt parallel parking (in the car) by coming to a stop next to the gap and waiting for the wind to gently blow you in...
 
a true one :)

I listen more to the shipping forecast at harvest time, than I do to the vapid amateurs who present the weather on local TV.
 
When you find yourself adding wind direction and strength to the concise weatherforecast at the end of our hourly radio newsbulletins.
 
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