Saturday, June 12, 2010

The hardest part...

Now that I am close to my home port, people I meet that see "Seattle" on the transom or hear that I sailed from California assume that I sailed down the west coast and have just come through the canal. To correct them, I usually answer by saying "I have been traveling west." This same reply was once directed at me by Serge Testa when I shared an anchorage with him (then on his 40 footer) along the Baja coast when doing the bash on my first boat back in 97. We were having a conversation over VHF and after learning that he was returning to California, I had asked how far south he had been... It takes a second to process the reply but once the realization is made, the conversation usually shifts to topics like what route you took or if a non sailor, did you run into any storms, etc.. Sometimes non sailors ask what is the hardest part about circumnavigating. The hardest part is casting off the lines. I have always enjoyed giving this answer because it has nothing to do with sailing. It reminds me of the famous quote by Sterling Hayden which I have shared below;

"I've always wanted to sail to the south seas, but I can't afford it." What these men can't afford is not to go. They are enmeshed in the cancerous discipline of security. And in the worship of security we fling our lives beneath the wheels of routine - and before we know it our lives are gone.

What does a man need - really need? A few pounds of food each day, heat and shelter, six feet to lie down in - and some form of working activity that will yield a sense of accomplishment. That's all - in the material sense, and we know it. But we are brainwashed by our economic system until we end up in a tomb beneath a pyramid of time payments, mortgages, preposterous gadgetry, playthings that divert our attention for the sheer idiocy of the charade.

The years thunder by, The dreams of youth grow dim where they lie caked in dust on the shelves of patience. Before we know it, the tomb is sealed.

Where, then, lies the answer? In choice. Which shall it be: bankruptcy of purse or bankruptcy of life?"




Clip is from Richards Bay, South Africa. Watch an awful looking catamaran trying to dock in the harbor with a 30 knot crosswind missing my monitor windvane by inches and hitting SV Brillig's instead...

3 comments:

Susan Hellein in said...

From about age 23, I conspired with anyone willing to listen (and probably those none too interested to listen), to figure out a way to work as few hours as possible in order to buy time away from the job.

It was my job to find a way not to have a job. This was my life's quest. I have the answer for all of you who are on the same quest. I won't keep it tucked away, but like any answer, it doesn't part the clouds and arrive with angelic chorus.

Need less.

Need less = work less = suffer less.

Anonymous said...

ear Jonas:

Still looking for someone to join you on your cruise from Cartagena to Panama?

Here you have an argentine experienced sailor willing and able. I'm backpacking along america, trying to get to NYC. Started in Por Willimas Southest city on earth and intend to tale no planes.

Please let me know for yes or now, I am really looking forward to find a Panama crossing.

Best,

Ignacio

E-mail: ignacio.zapiola@gmail.com

Katrina said...

good that you got it on film this timexxxxxx Highwaystar