Why a boat?
Without getting so deep into philosophy that you don’t read the rest of this blog, here is a quick answer to the question, “why?” Why do this boating thing (again)? It entails a lot and is a big commitment. Money, time, effort, stress, discomfort, uncertainty, more money, and a boat to clean that is almost as long as my house. And yes, this one is a powerboat, not a sailboat, so not quite as romantic, but the feeling of watching the wake disappear behind you as you head towards new unexplored places is very much the same.
So. Here’s my attempt to explain why people like us do things like this.
Let me start with a quote: “Life shrinks or expands in proportion to one’s courage.” Anais Nin
I learned that lesson years ago. That sentiment is what allowed me to do things in my life like walk away from one career and start another. More than once. It has brought scary, uncertain, even bleak moments into my life, but every – single – time it has brought even more reward.
I remember leaning on my big red toolbox when I was around 24, back at New Holland Farm Equipment in Dodge City Kansas, and even though at that point in life I couldn’t formulate the thought, I felt it. I wanted more than just a paycheck and a comfortable life. Well, I wanted that, AND something more. I wanted to live my life, not just experience it as it passed by. Various experiments in that direction provided some great (mis)adventures, but the first time I stepped on a large sailboat, I was hooked. I was lucky enough to enjoy several years of the sailing life, but when that ended it felt premature. I knew I wouldn’t want to sail around forever, but I have always felt like I was pushed out of it early. That story, should you wish to revisit the past, is summed up here:
https://requiemenimlucidity.blogspot.com/
So here I am, about to do it again. The past is relevant and not to be ignored, but I learned long ago to live now, not in some useless state of regret about what might have been or worse, fear of what might be. So, onward. I’m excited in a way I haven’t been in years, which is an invigorating way to start my seventh year of retirement and my sixty-eighth year.
“If I don’t find time to live my life well the first time, when am I going to find time to go back and live it over?
Point taken, Mr. Feynman.
(PS. If you like quotes, The Xanwar Manifesto is back in print.)