You are never too old to learn new skills. When I am near the ocean and feel the wind propel a sailboat forward, I feel free and peaceful.
The crew becomes close not only because we depend on each other, but through shared experience. We wake each other up, we cook for each other, we tell awful jokes in the middle of the night. We learn preferences and support each other when we’re just not feeling it.
In other good news, I had my first shower of the trip yesterday. We ran into a few squalls and in the midst of taking through headers, putting in and shaking out reefs I got completely soaked with rainwater.
It took 50 hours of upwind sailing to get to Monterey, CA. As we rounded Point Conception – “the Cape Horn of the Pacific” – the wind conspired with the shape of the shore to remain right on our nose. As I hooked up the inner forestay one morning Neptune had a laugh and sent a wave over our bow which washed me back to the shrouds. Always stay clipped in, folks! I crawled back to the foredeck with soggy …
I've had time to reflect on this new and seemingly endless landscape, and I've come to a couple of realizations. What I had always imagined to be an immense and unoccupied body of water looks like just that... but only on the surface.