Sine Metu ~ Without Fear
In the spirit of Henry David Thoreau and Joshua Slocum, I plan to set sail aboard my $800, 50-plus year old, 24 foot sailboat, Sine Metu, on a singlehanded wandering and writing hiatus of the Pacific. An open-ended cruise where the journey is truly more important than the destination; where witnessing life, writing and discovering what it means to live and not to simply exist are the only agendas; and where the only schedules kept are in time with the sun, moon, tides and trade winds. In short, to pause, unplug and witness life as I slow dance with the sea.
The name of the sailboat is Sine Metu ~ Latin for Without Fear.
“Leap and the net will appear.” ~ John Burroughs
Option A (Fully funded with a budget of $500 per month) – Depart late October or early November, 2017.
Starting from San Diego, California, I would sail south to Mexico for a couple of months. In March or April, after the Trade Winds have built up, I would make the 25-30 day jump to the Marquesas and French Polynesia. With a six-month Visa from the French Embassy in L.A., hopefully, I would wander, explore and write about those enchanted islands and its people. Then, roughly November, 2015, I would work my way to New Zealand for the 2015 Typhoon Season. After a few months in Auckland, hopefully being able to visit one of my favorite writers and sailors, Lin Pardey, I would (and, sorry, this is where my plans get a little vague) cruise back via circumnavigating Australia —making a huge U-Turn — and then either cruise the North Pacific islands like Samoa, Marshal and Midway islands before reaching Hawaii, where I’d love to stop and relax for two or three months if the budget allows before making the 25-30 day passage to Vancouver or San Francisco; I would eventually end the hiatus by sailing back to San Diego.
Option B.1 (Not fully funded, but have enough in the bank for at least six months) – Again, departing late October or early November, 2017.
Shadowing the Baha Ha Ha because I wouldn’t be able to officially join them as I will be sailing solo, I would sail south to Mexico and enjoy as much of the culture and sailing as I can before heading back to San Diego.
Option B.2 (Not fully funded, but have enough in the bank for at least six months) – Depart as soon as possible and make a dash for Hawaii after cruising down to Cabo! Then, spend the next few months cruising those islands (haven’t done too much research on what time of year is best, yet).
Option Z (Not fully funded and not enough in the bank for at least six months) – Work more and add my bones to the “Someday” pile of hope and dreams. Meaning, Option Z isn’t a plan!
Obviously, all of this depends on what funds will be available and if I have work. Right now, I am making fairly good money as a temporary Contract Field Trainer. And after being unemployed for more than 1,095 days (yeah, you read that right!) from January, 2008, through January, 2011, I know what it means to loose everything, to go hungry and to lose hope…
Anyway, to afford all of this time off, I plan to write as I go. I’ve been doing it for two years now with some success in Social Media: Writing content for websites, press kits and ghostwriting articles – it appears as though my lifelong hobby has grown up and has turned into an income producing, part-time job. Mostly though, I really hope to earn money writing for me instead of clients. Anyway, this temporary job was keeping me pretty busy and I have saved enough for the Plan-Bs, but I also have a lot of work to still do. most of it already purchased and waiting for me to have the time (note, I didn’t say “take the time”) to install them. Things like the rigging, the cabin sole, the electric drive system, the electrical, the wiring, and galley. But, I still need to source and purchase a 48 volt wind generator, the sails, and the of course the Hydrovane (for which the motorcycle gets sacrificed on the alter of dreams for).
And at the suggestion of a few fellow wanderers I have added a “Donate to the Dream” page in the hope that a few benefactors or a lot of tin-cup donations come in. Hopefully, and only time will tell, my writing will capture the attention of a lot of readers and fellow dreamers, earn an online following and catch a sponsor or three in the months that I alone can afford.
Who knows what the future will bring? Not I, but I feel as though the poet knows…
Tis said of every individual that they can shape their own destiny
Though others will tell you quite differently and with such thinking would not agree
Who knows what will happen tomorrow who knows what your future will bring
Though at present you feel a bit ordinary and none other your praises do sing.
You may try to shape your own destiny without taking circumstance into account
And you may have great plans for the future and to little that too can amount
To if destiny does not point in that direction your destiny and circumstance
Does play a huge part in your future our gift of life came about by chance.
Who knows what will happen tomorrow you may feel sad and tearful today
Tonight you may win first division tattslotto and you can celebrate in a big way
Or tomorrow for you than today little different with your same set of worries and woes
As Shaw once said ‘Life’s Not Meant To Be Easy’ but such is life one must suppose.
Who knows what the future will bring to you despite what some say it does seem to me
That we cannot look into the future such things are beyond us to see
Those things known as circumstance and destiny a huge part in our lives do play
And these two can make us or break us for in our future they have a big say.