Boating: a Lifes Journey

Boat Sayings and Quotes

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The day before I set sail for the first time across the Atlantic Ocean I was running around a city. I felt like I was juggling a thousand things. I was making lists of people I had to email, things I had to buy and errands I had to run.

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For some reason, I needed to contact approximately one thousand people just so they knew where I would be for the next month. After all, they could have got in touch before, it was physically possible. I had created so much stress and rush in my head and my body that I even ran around the pontoon when it came to release the lines. But when the Canary Islands dropped off the horizon a few hours later, a wave of calm engulfed me.

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Because life had suddenly got exceptionally simple. My partner and I had a very small list of priorities; keep the boat and each other safe for 28 days across miles of water.

The barrage of social media, the millions of pointless but slightly stressful emails and the ever growing To-Do list. I wanted to flee right back out to sea.

I realised that, just by scrolling through Twitter, I was overcomplicating my life. From free diving to sailing, from driving to fixing something I think, I cannot do this. I proceeded to do it anyway.

Not because I was confident, but because it had to be done. The first time I washed my hair in a bucket of seawater I was in a muddy English anchorage a few weeks before I set sail for the Caribbean. It was a fairly unpleasant experience, crouched on deck in a bikini in, frankly, non-bikini weather. By the time I had sailed to Central America, I was a bucket-hair-wash pro. For 2 and a half years I washed my hair in saltwater, did the dishes in saltwater and shaved my legs in saltwater. Very occasionally I would find a real shower on land and every time it would be heaven.

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Walking into a supermarket in Panama was an experience in itself. With mice skipping across the flour bags and fruit rotting in baskets, finding quality food was difficult. Settled in an archipelago, food to this part of Panama had to travel for hours on rough, frequently closed, roads and in baking sunshine. Everything from showers and quality food to replacing hole-ridden clothing and buying a cheese grater is a luxury. Everything I took for granted in the UK suddenly became close to impossible to get hold of. Once, when I was looking out across the endless water I felt a twinge of loneliness.

I looked down and all I could see was blue. Were we really the only ones out here?

I looked over the other side of the boat and found two dolphins streaming alongside, mist spraying upwards as they exhaled, catching the sunshine. I stood on deck, hanging onto the rigging and looking out at the waves. Speeding triangles barely broke the surface until whoosh , three dolphins leapt in synchronisation.

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A pod had us surrounded. The lives of other creatures may not always be quite so majestic or playful, but after those dolphins appeared from nowhere, I started looking at the other lives around me whenever I felt alone. Whether we were trudging up a hill in the English rain or worse, Welsh rain , riding our bikes along muddy tracks or simply being blasted with the wintry wind along a clifftop, being outside did make me happy as an eight year old and it still does today.

I might faff and prevaricate and spend an undue amount of time deciding on what to wear and whether I need a bag and oh wait, do you think it might start to spit?

But the moment I get outside and start moving, start breathing the fresh air, hearing the birds and seeing the trees flutter, I am much happier. Living aboard a boat for over two years utterly changed not me, but the way I view the things around me okay and a little bit me. Hearing the ocean sigh just inches away from my head as I fell asleep, always knowing what the clouds were doing and hearing the squeaky chatter of dolphins alongside showed me so many things.

Namely it showed me that we are all in it together. We are not lonely soldiers out in the wilds of society, but all equal parts of the same thing. Myself, currently wading through the myriad of boating and gauging where the journey is headed, I am discovering boating friends everywhere that are class acts and a myriad of knowledge.

I believe the writings transcend many type of readers by is warmth and depth, and will feel pleasantly drawn in by its comfort and journey. As for Boaters, the essence of this vessel carries a special place in its pages for all of you. Having been a boater, I found I didn't want to put it down until I finished reading it, but non-boaters will also enjoy reading it. The comments about the wife being uncomfortable with some of the boating experiences were priceless.

Being the wife of a boater, I can relate to that.

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I really enjoyed Dr. I am a recreational boater on the Chesapeake Bay, probably about the same age as Dr. Kimmel, had a "heart episode" myself a few years ago, have a brother who is a big-time boater who has navigated the "big ditch" many times and boats himself in South Florida. The down-home style of the book is very comfortable to read and I even picked up several pointers, as well as enjoyed familiar episodes that befall all boaters.

A story that starts with a picture of a boy sitting on the deck of his family's boat with his mother cover. The story centers on the final boat, a Grand Banks trawler, and encompasses great distances and many places. The reading is like a knife through butter. The style is straight forward and efficient.

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