My Boat

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Shakily taking photos of the boat in your rear view mirror is probably a bad idea, but I kinda couldn’t help it.  Buying a boat is something I’d put a lot of thought into, but I wasn’t sure when it would happen.

It’s not so much the commitment of owning and maintaining a boat as it is the commitment of sailing it, I don’t want this thing sitting sadly in my yard, so now there are some long salty days ahead of me.  Nice sunny days for sure, but also days like today…50’s and raining, which is damn cold on a cramped boat when you’re not moving around too much.

So any way…adventures ahead.

Or at least that’s the plan.  After my experience not actually going to the UK adventure planning has seemed a whole lot less solid.  And it makes me more hesitant to put ideas and plans out there.  I’ve realized I prefer the moment to moment decision making, doing what seems best with the information in front of me, and not forcing my self down a path just because my past self thought it was a good idea.

This might seem good, but it can get really confusing too.  Especially when people keep asking “are you going back to Scotland?” and all I can really say is “yeah…probably? At some point?  BUT LOOK! SAILBOAT!”  Sailboat just happens to be the adventure right in front of me at the moment, so first things first :)

No I haven’t sailed it yet.

But…I like it a lot, and I can magically tow it behind my car, like this…


Actually this picture kinda makes it look like a banana, but in reality it looks like a boat.  You’ll just have to trust me on this.

So that’s the adventure of the moment…and now I’m pouring over charts and hauling dusty boxes out of the back corners of my mind and trying to remember everything from my sailing training four years ago.  This should be good…

Cycle Touring

Cycle Tour Reuse

Why haven’t I done this before?!

Ernesto Guevara once commented on the way bums with wheels had a much easier time finding sympathy then bums without wheels.  His motorcycle had finally broken beyond repair, but even a broken bike implied some level of class, whereas a bum of foot was just a bum.

And it’s true isn’t it?  A hitchhiker with a crappy broken bicycle seems some how less sketchy then the same person with only a backpack, or at least that’s how many people see it.

Now, in reality my backpack is actually worth more then the old bicycle I pulled out of my parents shed, but after my recent border (not)crossing fiasco the added legitimacy of a bicycle seemed like a good move.

And I have to say…I’m impressed. Continue reading