Monday, April 24, 2017
Lat 30.56 N, Long 149. 36 W
There is a draft wind from the south pushing us very slowly before it. It would seem the good sailing wind and I are just missing each other. I will spend another day practicing my light air sailing skills while trying to dodge the chafe on the lines that inevitability comes with it.
Being out here alone always piques my emotions and all of my senses. Overall, I feel a great deal more, which is the thing I love about it. The difficulty is I feel both the good and the difficult feelings. Loneliness, for instance, I feel to the point of heartache, but it drives me on.
Out here, when you have feelings, they’re rather difficult to escape. They’re intense and my reactions to things are accentuated. This of course makes things more awe inspiring, like the site of the stars on a clear night, the moon rising, that glimpse of a wing gliding over the gale whipped seas. Emotions are concentrated because of the isolation. And for that, I keep coming back. And as soon as I get here, the loneliness descends and it is beside me all the way home like a force, a yearning that needs to be satisfied.
I’ve been lucky to have had these many voyages and explore my feelings and see where I fit in to the great scheme of things. Little did I know that the fulfillment of a dream that was hatched twenty years ago in our little Haida 26′ in the South Pacific would lead to the many amazing voyages I’ve had.
I’m a lucky man, and if it were not for MaryLou our story would not have been shared. Being out here alone makes coming home and the life I lead on land all that more precious. It comes back to the simple things that I feel that I get the most from. I am looking forward to sitting down to one of MaryLou’s great breakfasts and a good cup of coffee and just talking about things.
My course is as you are aware, is a wiggly line north east. This morning I’m sitting or I should say strolling at the corner of Lat 30′ 56′ N and Long 149′ 36 W in a north easterly direction waiting for my ride.
