When does an idea start? Some ideas develop like the process of erosion, they start slowly and the casual observers just sees some water passing over a rock. Then over the passage of time, the passing comment becomes a fundamental part of one’s being. Years ago I told Gail, “I would like to move aboard a sailboat”. She was excited because she enjoys travel and my vision lacked any concrete dates that might create pressure. Like a spring river racing down a well worn canyon, our choice to move aboard seems less daunting because we have discussed it for years. “Will we read the NY Times at sea? What type of milk will Gail use for her coffee? How will we cope with storms?” We have enjoyed imagining the cruising lifestyle for years.
I can not remember the particular day that we decided to make the sea our home rather than Manhattan. I can’t remember the month or even how I broached the topic with Gail. Was it a sunny day, did we discuss it over dinner or on a walk? Almost like a relative you have known since birth, this idea has been with Gail and I from the day we met. So this adventure might be more destiny than an active choice.
The most frequent questions I get about moving aboard the boat are:
Where will you go?
We have not decided. We will move out of our current home onto a 44 foot home. We could wait until we prepare elaborate plans but then we might never get out the door. So, instead, we are going to jump into the deep end and see what happens. The boat splashes in Argentina so we know where the trip starts. If we don’t like cruising, this website will become a boat listing after a few months. If we like it , who knows? Hurricane season will dictate some of our moves. The east coast of South America will certainly draw us in for a bit. Then to the Caribbean, and, if we are still enjoying the ride, then the US east coast. After that, who knows? That is part of the fun.
Why this rather than Banking?
Come on, you did not just ask that question. I will miss my coworkers while on sabbatical and the atmosphere on a trading floor is intoxicating. Some family members, namely Gail, are worried that I will go insane in such a relaxing environment and will need to return to the “real world” or will spend too much time advising her on sail trim. We will see. I have never seen a dying man shout out “I wish I had not wasted that year sailing through paradise. If only I had worked longer!”
How did you choose this boat?
That warrants an entire blog post onto its own but in short the top reasons were – a catamaran has more space so best knock-off of our current apartment (Jason’s concern), has an easier ride on the stomach (Gail’s concern) and is a safe boat that keeps crew from falling into the ocean (both sets of parents’ concern). The boat selection process was done via the web, magazines, boat shows and a fortune teller.
What part are you looking forward to?
Jason will enjoy the adventure of sailing a boat thousands of miles. Tracking the boat speed in different winds to create the perfect set of polars, downloading the weather data to create fast and comfortable routes and finally safely navigating by radar through the fog. Also Jason will enjoy not having a clue where the Euro currency is trading or what recent problem at work has blossomed into a crisis. Gail is looking forward to seeing new countries. She would like to eat, sing and read around the world. For Gail trying something new is her purpose for living, even if the new food is yucky durian.
What question did you never ask?
We have spent hours posing questions about this lifestyle. How will we cope with the sailing, learn the repair skills and actually live aboard a floating home. But we never asked “How will you guys spend so much time together”? We never thought of the question until someone else said “I could never live that close with my spouse”. Either we are made for cruising or lack foresight.