Thursday, February 26, 2009

More Delays

There is an important distinction between sailors and cruisers. Sailors take their boats out once a month on weekends for the afternoon. Cruisers are deeply involved with their boats and utilize them to the fullest extent, taking advantage of the ways in which a boat can increase one's quality of life. Most of them have crossed oceans, or spent months at anchor in a remote country. They are explorers who are self-sufficient and don't take modern conveniences for granted. They live exactly the way I've always imagined a gypsy would. More importantly, cruisers welcome the prospective cruiser into their community with kindness and generosity that is nothing short of the selfless benevolence associated with the early church as it was described by the apostle Paul in the book of Acts. 

After living only a few weeks with these good-hearted people, Patrick and I are resolved in our decision that this is the community we should be apart of. 

That being said, the engine is still not running. Furthermore, the previous owner who was contractually obligated to fix it has used ambiguous language as an excuse to exonerate himself from any further maintenance expenses. This means that Patrick and I are left with a faulty engine, that can be repaired but at a high price and in the meantime, the lease of our slip terminates in two days. We can't afford to stay in the marina, but we physically can't move the boat while the engine is out. A conundrum. 

Spirits are thusly low on the little Cape Dory. We only have further expenses and delays ahead of us. I am trying to make the most of things which could obviously be worse, but that thought has never brought much consolation to anyone. Poor Patrick is devotedly studying charts of the Near Bahamas, hoping against all odds that the engine problems won't permanently delete them from our itinerary. I've already sworn away all food besides rice and the fish we had better start catching as a pledge of my unswerving commitment to making any necessary sacrifice in order to realize our sun-bathed, tropical beached goals. 

This is only the first of many difficulties that we anticipated and were duly convinced that we wanted to brave when we planned this trip from the safety of our home back in Denver. I am proud of what we have accomplished. Mostly, I am proud of Patrick who has worked for this for years and was kind enough to bring me along. We have already done the hard part. Now we are only waiting for the right moment to set sail without having to look back.     


  1. We wish you the best until you can get out on the open water. It is a shame the engine has troubled you so. I hope you catch some big old red fish for dinner...and breakfast...and lunch.

  2. "...on shore he was a champion; afloat the spokesman; on every suitable occasion always foremost."

    "And it may be that he rather liked this adventurous turn in his affairs, which promised an opening into novel scenes and martial excitements."

    - Herman Melville, Billy Budd

    Godspeed etc.