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Hurting

I’m paying for it. Yesterday my legs were protesting a little from our 7km walk. Today my calves are howling their protest at me. They’ll give up complaining long before I give up bearing them. It has meant a couple of days rest though which has coincided with a deterioration in the weather. Good timing. Made a good excuse to get some more Skyping in.

A piece of news I thought I’d mentioned but seemingly haven’t is that we’ve accepted an offer on Dignity from the couple we met aboard not long ago. The deal came in at a little less than we’d hoped. If the buyer’s have gone a little higher than they’d hoped then we found the sweet spot. All in all we’re content. The repairs are almost complete as is the importation process. If the deal completes and the new owners have an intention to blog their own experiences aboard Dignity (or whatever they will call her) I will certainly follow them and will publish their link here.

We’ve long since reconciled ourselves to moving on so while there will be some sadness saying our final goodbyes to Dignity I hope it won’t be too bad.

On another note we have been closely following Hurricane Sandy in the US. Our son, Ben, lives in Jersey city and works in Manhattan. We also still own a property in New Jersey.

Ben and his partner Amy are both ok. They lost power along with many in the state. The area around where he works has suffered a lot. We were also fortunate with our property. Three trees had fallen across the road missing the property but taking down the cable line which in turn damaged the front of the house. We had some flooding in the basement but the power remained on and the sump pump cleared it out. Our hearts obviously go out to those who’ve lost family and friends and those who’ve lost their properties.

Dancing in the Rain

We’ve been getting a bit more exercise recently. All along Helen has been cajouling, encouraging, forcing me to get out and walk most days. Even when I was in hospital we would go for walks through the corridors with my drip. Those days I had no motivation and needed Helen’s encouragement to do anything.

Now that I’m more myself I need less encouragement. The trips to the boat resulted in good exercise from which I have made improvements. On Sunday we went for a walk around the neighbourhood which totalled 3km. Not bad. On Monday we walked around the lake at nearby Jell’s Park – another 3km. Yesterday, after my fourth RT session we drove to the nearby Dandenongs, had lunch at Grants Picnic Area then set of for a walk which ended up being just over 7km including some lengthy steep sections. By our historical standards this was a pretty average hike. Given that after my first round of chemo (when I was at my weakest) I fell on my face walking out the front of the house, we are feeling pretty pleased with the progress made.

So back to what to do with the blog. My mind is made.

Thanks again to all those who voted and those who made comments and suggestions. They helped take my mind in different directions and shape my thoughts. The near unanimity was clear encouragement.

My blog writing which started while we were preparing for this recent adventure has been a story of our lives together and will continue to be so. It therefore makes total sense to keep it going in a single blog. While our current battle against my lymphoma is the storm we are currently going through, I don’t want it to be elevated to the point where it is seen as a dividing line between past and future. I intend to look back and see this period as just another challenge we’ve faced in our lives.

This thinking even extends down to the choice of a name for the blog. While I liked the suggestion of ‘Aboard Dignity and Beyond’ it creates a separation between past and present playing to the changes associated with our current storm and I don’t want that. Dignity is about how we live our lives, how we treat others and our relationship with the Universe/Nature in general. That is what I’m writing about and you’re all welcome aboard to follow our journey. The name stays.

Our interlude actually Aboard Dignity has been a fantastic experience. How can we go forward without remaining wholly connected with it. In particular, the sailing and weather metaphors that going along with it.

This brings me to a moving quote Sarah (our host here in Melbourne) texted to us a couple of days ago. We received it while walking in Jell’s Park :

“Life’s not about waiting for the storms to pass…It’s about learning to dance in the rain.” ~ Vivian Greene

Sarah told us that’s how she saw us dealing with our current challenge. While I hadn’t thought about it this way this is certainly apt. It doesn’t matter how tough things get, there are ways to find precious moments of happiness. I would encourage anyone and everyone to look at life this way. It’s not worth waiting for better times, it’s all about making each day worthwhile. It certainly helps when you have the perfect dance partner as I do.

I’ll leave you with another of Vivian’s quotes, also particularly apt, and some pics.

“The song of the sea does not end at the shore”

Staying In Touch

It must be impossible for any reader of this blog to miss the fact that a big part of cruising are the fellow cruisers you meet. I, like many others, read other blogs prior to setting off as part of my research so I knew this would happen but didn’t fully appreciate how different this relationship forming would be to my normal life. And I’m not just talking about the sheer number of sundowners imbibed, even though this is a lot of fun in of itself.

I’ve often thought about why these relationships are so different and as ever I have come up with a number of factors :

There is a phrase ‘Your friends are not the people you like the most, they are simply the ones that got their first.‘  It is an interesting observation and it sort of applies to land life.  I don’t think I was ever concious of this while on land but I believe we had developed behaviours which recognised this.  Particularly considering how busy we all are on land, we develop this whole layered approach to relationship forming because once let into our personal space it’s difficult (and often simply not desirable) to let go of people.  This is very much driven by the fact that our neighbours at home stay where they are, the people at work are usually there the next day as are the folks in our clubs, groups, etc.

While cruising it is the exact opposite.  You may never meet your current neighbour again.  There is therefore very little downside in opening up with folks you meet.

I discovered the ‘social layers’ we acquired on land made us all less interesting as well as less approachable.  Stripped of these layers you really find out about each other quite quickly and discover and develop friendships that may never have been previously possible.

Then there’s the people you meet. Anyone who chooses to set off across the seas with nothing between them and the depths bar a thin piece of wood, plastic, metal or perhaps banana leaf is going to be a little different from the typical person you get to know ashore. I’ve often felt we all have something extra going on as well as something missing. Some of the younger folks who crossed the Pacific on a shoestring have an incredible spirit. The ‘retirees’ have all lead fascinating lives to reach the point where cruising is possible. The ‘kid boats’, ie those with home schooled children aboard, are simply amazing. It goes on. We are all ‘missing’ something that holds us to one spot which allows us to face the challenges of adventure. To a certain extent this is true of anyone you meet in life but these qualities are often harder to reveal in those ‘stuck’ ashore.

Then of course there is the shared experience. We are all out there facing the elements, the thrills, the challenges, the fears together. We help each other out. We support each other. We share notes on where we’ve been and where we’re going. We have our sundowners. We share the moments we have together.

The cruising life allows you to get very close to a lot of people. You develop friendships that are incredibly special.

All of the above became amplified during our Pacific crossing. Perhaps, by then, we had matured as cruisers. A lot of it, I think, is that those mad enough to cross the Pacific are a special subset of a special subset of people.

I have meant to share my thoughts on this for some time but I’m doing this now for two reasons. The first is we got back in touch with our friends John and Cheryl on Sea Mist yesterday having been out of contact with each other, really, since we saw them sail over the horizon out of Fiji last year. We had a long Skype call which was really quite emotional. I confess I broke down when the call ended.

I’m not singling them out as such but it is an real example of the type of friendships that form in these circumstances. We’re so glad to be back in touch.

The second reason is that while all of the above is true for me, I am aware that cruising is not the only way to form such close bonds with people. As our life’s adventure now moves into uncharted (for us) seas we are discovering much the same in this new phase of our adventure. Our stay here in Melbourne has resulted in a very close bond with the family here. We’ve shared a common passage, supported each other (in this case, Helen and I have received most of the support) and, yes, we’ve had our sundowners.

Having made such close friends it’s therefore important to stay in touch and that we endeavour to do.

And this brings me back to another reason for bringing all this out now. The poll I put out yesterday is so far unanimous and I am surprised by the number of votes (25 votes is not a lot compared to other polls but it’s more than I expected – keep voting) and touched by the comments. It reminds me how important the blog is to all these close friends but also for the unseen travellers coming along with us. It is touching to know that our story is seen as a single adventure than just a trip on a boat and that folks out there who we’ve never met (yet to meet?) care.

So rest assured I will keep this blog going and not move off elsewhere. I’ll be using the blog, at least, to stay in touch with you all. Changing the name is an idea I am considering. The boat name Dignity came from the song of the same name which at one level, as I’ve explained before, talks about working hard to accomplish a sailing dream. At another level it’s about living your life with dignity which is now particularly apt. So I won’t be changing the name much, if at all. I need to think about this.

I will say that if you google “Dignity” you will find a bunch of websites about dying with dignity. As I have no intention of dying just yet, that connection is not relevant.

Where we can we’ll endeavour to stay in touch more personally. Next weekend we’re off to see our friends Brian & Janine and their ‘kids’ Ben and Holly over the other side of Melbourne. We shared a couple of special weeks with them all aboard Dignity and they’ve been supporting us with the loan of their car. We’re very much looking forward to sharing an anchorage with them again for a few days.

St Kilda

On Saturday Helen and I drove over to St Kilda, a Melbourne district by the sea, to meet and have lunch with Helen, a friend/ex-colleague of my Helen’s from when she worked in New Jersey, USA. We met at the Rococo Italian Restaurant. The two Helens caught up on their time since we parted. We spent a lot of time talking about our 4 years aboard Dignity.

The Helens decided to share a pizza and I had one all to myself. We stayed at the restaurant for about 2 hours before parting company, promising to meet again before we leave Australia.

It was a bit cold and I was beginning to feel a little queasy so we only had a brief walk around the area. We had a brief look inside a nearby amusement park which is around a hundred years old. By the time we were back in the car and driven home it was nearly five in the evening. We had a chat with the Barbers before retiring to the cottage to rest the evening out.

This Is Very Special

Big thanks to blog reader Gordon Ross (who arranged this) and the members of the band who sent us their wishes. Yesterday we received in the post a signed copy of the new Deacon Blue album, The Hipsters. The new music is in classic form, very reminiscent of what I remember of them. Brilliant to listen to.

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