The Call of the sea... Is Collect.
The call of the sea. Jackpot bay, PWS ,Alaska - from the deck of Laura Ann 2
The phenomenon, known to sailors since there were sailors, is perhaps as haunting as it is expensive. Witness one sailor, who owns four boats over 24 feet, three under 12, and not a whole lot else. (please, please, please buy my 42 foot Benford, on ebay, and my 24 footer!!!) (but you can't have the 24 footer until august. Until then, she belongs to me and Prince William sound!)
Anyway, preparing for our voyage has shown me just what sailing the world costs - everything youv'e got, a little or a lot. Except for those with more money than sense. (in which case, feel free to PayPal me a few mil)
So begins my seven month yardsale, made global courtesy of Ebay, the P2P marketing genius.
(stuff zealots take note! here's your chance, if you know me and have coveted any of my stuff, make me an offer! :)
Things We're giving up to go to sea:
3 Automobiles
2 Motorcycles
Everything in our house we're not taking with us
Our house, for a 600 SF cabin on the hilltop
Immunity from motion sickness
A proper telephone
A Stationary anything
Uninterupted sleep you can bank on
The coffeeshop girls (at least the ones in Fairbanks)
(i'm not absolutely certain that Laura cares about this with the same zeal as I do)
Not really having to pay attention to the weather
Bunny Boots (think bugs bunny meets michelin)
Three other boats
Not worrying about sleepwalking kids falling overboard
Traffic
Being dry, and total confidence that this is not a transient condition
Washing Machines
(i'm not absolutely certain that I care about this with the same zeal as Laura does)
(Just joking, beautiful - No, Really!!! @--;----- ; )
People stealing our mailbox, right off the pole
Relative certainty that we are not about to be set upon by piratical machete wielding ne'r-do-wells.
Not having to know what all those damn flags mean.
Electric bills
Heating Bills
Other peoples bills
Proximity to Family and friends
The Midnight sun
The Aurora
An oven that holds an entire cookie sheet
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Ad Infinitum.
You see, Gentlereader, each thing taken is replaced by one given. Each discarded burden replaced by another. It is indeed a change, but as with the changes upon the vast rolling oceans, as ever as it is different, always it is likewise the same.
It is, you see, A Sea Change.
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