Sitting in my crows nest with my binoculars in hand I spy a shippey yacht sailing into the harbor. A pirate anchors under sail and I smile when I notice he is wearing a kilt, I’m not the only freak in this world that loves the freedom to roam.
In two days Sookie will be in Bellingham for the winter. I have mixed feelings about leaving her but my solo sailing days are over so into storage she will go. I had originally planned on flipping a coin between wintering aboard and a cycle tour but I have far too many options now to let a coin decide.
The coin flip has always been good to me but when Nina emailed me that she will be back on Maui in late October I decided it’s about time I choose my own destiny rather than leaving it up to the fate of the coin.
I have all my ducks in a row and am gearing towards a warm winter, that is unless I stumble into a willing and able sailing partner but that is the farthest thing from my mind right now. I withdrew my offer on the Bristol Channel Cutter I was hoping to sail to the Caribbean in November, it’s not my time, not yet anyways.
i have a list of projects to do on Sookie when I return and the price tag will be huge so im off in search of gainful employment and a square bed, indoor plumbing and hot water. My mode of transportation will be by Brompton but if a warm offer for work appears I’ll jump the first jet south.
Dear Casey, I won’t be coming to Olympia…
Dear Monica, I leaving in a few days…
“There’s something really cool about knowing that your destiny is SO big that you’re not meant to share it with anyone. At least not yet.”
― Mandy Hale,