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Good people, travel and freedom thats my heroin and I’m addicted.  People often look at addictions as a bad thing but not me, I eat, drink and breath them.  Every night when I crawl into our snug little bunk I get super excited to wake the next day, make a hot cup of joe and see how our lives will unfold.

sailing Blogs

We have been absolutely spoiled rotten Lately.  Our good friend Ken “thanks Ken :)” sent us an entire library of charts and guidebooks for Florida which will be our stepping off point for the world.  We crawl into bed each night and pour over thousands of islands, hundreds of marinas and day dream about the perfect little shipyard for the last major part of Sookies refit, her bottom and rudder.  Between our romantic interludes of crinkling charts and the old familiar smell of new used charts life dances around us like a parade.

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This little blog has been like a guardian angel for us.  We write and write and wonderful people who read our little journal appear from here there and everywhere.  The gathering was short one dog but we still managed to stuff 6 full grown adults and Chloe into Sookies little cabin.  Our good friends Chris and Miss Daq showed up with a giant platter of Chicken enchiladas and a bottle of wine.  We pulled a few bottles out of our wine locker to add to the mix and when Michael and Susanna from Adventure Freaks showed up with two bottle of rum and a huge bar of chocolate it turned into a party.

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Michael and Susana by far the most experienced sailors in the group shared stories of Alaska and high adventure.  They described it as the last frontier and told of high paying temp jobs and creative sources to keep the journey going.  Chis is only a few short months from retiring and heading north and Julie our newbie sailorette soaked it all up like a sponge.  The hours passed like seconds and before we knew it the late night turned into early morning as all our new friends slipped into the inky dark of night finding their way back to their little escape pods.

“Don’t cry because it’s over, smile because it happened. Dr. Seuss

Instantly we felt alone, the quiet stood still as we tucked in for the night.  Chloe stayed up for a bit after reclaiming her spot to catch up the Florida’s flotsam and jetsum.  If it wasn’t for this little blog we would never be blessed with such encounters.  We work very hard at continuing this simple journey and are rewarded almost daily.  If we had to put a negative on this little life we have created it would be always saying goodbye to all the wonderful people we meet.  We miss them all but live vicariously through their blogs so we can always keep tabs on our new friends.

“I’ve learned that making a ‘living’ is not the same thing as ‘making a life’.”
― Maya Angelou