“It’s better to swim in the sea below Than to swing in the air and feed the crow, Says jolly Ned Teach of Bristol.” ~ Benjamin Franklin It wasn’t that long ago that a motley crew of sailors plied the 7 sea’s on small well found simple boats, today we call them Rogue sailors.
Fiercely independent, these sailors still exist although their numbers are smaller today. Sailors like Brycen and Brenna, young couples with all the skills of the ancient mariner drift from port to port bringing with them a reminder that there is a simpler way to go about this lifestyle. The romance of a small ship properly maintained and smartly sailed is alive and well. Paper charts and compass are still all you need to safely explore the Salish Sea. More and more I am meeting these rogue sailors, a small band of modern day pirates connected through shared lifestyles.
Big boats, blogs about sailing around the world and fleets of sailing craft moving from place to place are the norm these days. These rogue sailors do it a bit differently. On their own with a sort of quiet dignity, they travel in a style most would turn their noses up to. Scavenging the sea for food, making do with the bare minimum these sailors quietly come and go mostly unnoticed. In a world where you can still live well off $200 a month these sailors are modern pirates, their booty is life. While there is no right or wrong boat or way to go through life, these Walden’s on water have tapped into something attainable for anybody. You can achieve this lifestyle on a minimum wage income or simply live it with millions in the bank.
Revolt I tell you, heed the call of the wild. Quit that job, buy a small sailboat and discover the life you were born to live. At sea the only rules are that of nature, eat, sleep, live…
“If sailor tales to sailor tunes,
Storm and adventure, heat and cold,
If schooners, islands, and maroons
And Buccaneers and buried Gold
And all the old romance, retold,
Exactly in the ancient way,
Can please, as me they pleased of old,
The wiser youngsters of to-day:
-So be it, and fall on! If not,
If studious youth no longer crave,
His ancient appetites forgot,
Kingston, or Ballantyne the brave,
Or Cooper of the wood and wave:
So be it, also! And may I
And all my pirates share the grave,
Where these and their creations lie!”
― Robert Louis Stevenson