Adventures on the dock

I talk a good talk. But truth be known, I’m afraid to go too far from the dock. I hear way too many scary stories of those that had something go wrong. These are well meaning people. They just want to make sure you are well informed. But I realize I have to get past this. I follow several sailing blogs that make me green with envy. I realize that I just need to get out there and do it. Things will go wrong but things will go right too and it’s the things that go right that make it worth while.
There is fear in the unknown. But there is comfort in the known. And I know that life at the dock is safe. The people are a lot of fun to hang out with. But being at the dock allows me to see that most people don’t take their boats out for day sails like we do. I don’t want to live my life at some dock. I want to get out there and experience the amazing blue waters. I want to fish. I want to snorkel. I want to sail. And I want to hang out with people in new places. But most of all, I don’t want to be afraid to get there.
I have learned that sailing to most places takes place during the night. That way you can arrive at your destination during day light. That scares me. But I have yet to meet meet someone who doesn’t like sailing at night. Everyone says that it’s an amazing time to sail.
Another thing that scares me is being out on that great big ocean with no land in sight. Others see it as adventurous. I know I will get to that point. There is still so much to learn. Folks tell us we will do just fine. That others have done it with far less knowledge and technology then what we have. That is encouraging. I know we will do just fine. What I lack in sailing knowledge, my husband makes up for.  Sometimes you just have to take the plunge and do things, and not let fear keep you from your dreams.
We are still trying to figure out when we will break loose from the dock. And the next few months we will do more breaking away in the way of short weekend trips. For some reason, I’m afraid of running aground (again). I have learned that there are two kinds of sailors….those that have run aground, and those that will.  Will I be afraid? Probably. But I have to get past my fears and start thinking of it in terms of being adventurous. Baby steps. This life style is still new.  But great things will happen.
this is where I want to be

this is where I want to be

 

we live on a boat

We live on a boat…..most of the time. Once november gets here, it will be all of the time. But until then, we are still going back and forth from our boat to our old home town while Keith works his final month at his current job.  It hasn’t been too bad up to this point. But I think its safe to say that we are both ready to be settled in one place. And that place is on the boat.  Packing a suitcase and cooler and trying to figure out what you will need to get you thru several weeks is getting old. We are ready to settle into our new life and get out there and see  and do things. Now, having said that, I have totally enjoyed spending time with friends and family and our kids while we were in town. I was even offered work at my old job while here. Which I accepted. I enjoyed seeing them again and as one of my sailing friends reminded me, it was extra money in the cruising kitty.  The cruising kitty is what allows you to sail longer before having to stop and work again.  So you cruise until you are low and then go back to work to build it back up and then you start all over again.

I had lots of positive comments this past week.  ‘we think what you are doing is great,’ ‘we can’t wait to hear about your adventure’ and ‘it sounds like the life of Riley’.  It does sound like the life of Riley. (who is Riley anyway)?.  Hopefully not the life of Pi.  I can’t comment on how great it is to sail to the Bahamas yet because we haven’t made that trip.  But i’m sure it is as amazing as everyone says.  Living on a boat is different.  Is it the life of Riley? I don’t know.  But it does  have its advantages.  No punching the time clock, dealing with office drama, or dealing with rush hour traffic.  It isn’t for everyone.  Could you give up everything you have worked hard for, for the last 30 years and move away from people you love? You could if it was a dream of yours. That doesn’t mean it would be easy. I have to say that it was more Keith’s dream then mine. But I have always had a love of the ocean so it wasn’t that hard to persuade me to go along. What was hard, was seeing how small my closet was on the boat.  I bet most peoples under the sink bathroom cabinet is bigger then my closet.  Ok, so maybe I found a cubby or two around and claimed them as mine too. It works.

my closet

my closet

It’s not always glorious. But it sure beats the heck out of punching a time clock.  Since we are not technically retired yet, there will be more time clocks in our future.

In a few weeks, we will pack our suitcases for the last time. Then hopefully we will feel more settled because we won’t be making the 6 hour drive back and forth and living out of a suitcase. We will still visit.  But its time to do what we set out to do.