1988: a time of no modern conveniences and yet, robust nautical ventures persisted on the strength of reliable human grit, reputable like that aboard M/Y Santa Cruz Tres and M/Y Azteca.

Reminiscent of days when M/Y Santa Cruz Tres and M/Y Azteca managed their uniform needs with paltry amenities like washing machines on board, set amidst broader intricacies. The era was a testament to human tenacity, proving that it's often mettle, not metal, that truly counts. Direct interactions between captains and owners framed the narrative of yachting, void of the 'interference' of shipyards until a few months prior to the yacht's delivery. Yet amidst the modernization of boats and their amplified sizes, the crux remains: the captain-crew-owners/guests axis justifies the yachting fleet. Fast forward to the present, where discussions about crew values spirals onto a multitude of social media platforms, fueled by 'crew experts'. Amidst the advocacy for crew mental health safety nets, the narrative of old strikes a peculiar chord. Picture the situation: cruising the Med in 1986 without a sailplan, banking on individual instincts to avoid collisions. The thought of captains relying on mental health experts is facetiously fearsome, with the author admitting his preference for self-sufficient skippers. Obstinately holding onto the adage 'believe in people before props', riding the high tides with unfaltering attitude, puts the past into perspective.