Milagro anchored in Caleta Partida |
April 24, 2013
Yesterday Larry left La Pa, Mexico for parts south: we don't know exactly where, we don’t how
far or for how long. For those who have not followed this blog or who may be unaware of the back story, I offer the following update, an abbreviated account of the past two and a half years.
That smile say it all |
Beyond those feelings was the sense that I was spending the “third
third” of my life riding someone else's dream. With children and grandchildren in
North Carolina and friends up and down the Eastern seaboard, surely I could
find a more meaningful way to spend my latter days. So with that in mind, and
through no small effort on Larry’s or my part, I moved to North Carolina.
I can’t say that the next ten months were unproductive or
unrewarding; it was great to revisit family and friends and even to spend time
in solitude, contemplating my life past, present and future. I had some wonderful experiences, but I missed my
Captain and he missed me. After a painful chapter which occurred midway of
that period, followed by visits back and forth, we resolved that I would move
back to Mexico, take a more active role in our sailing life and see if armed with
a new anti-seasick medication, I could be a good sailor and enjoy that life, after
all.
And in a way those missions were accomplished. We worked hard on the boat for the first four months following my return to La Paz. We also had a lot of fun: day and afternoon excursions on land and sea. dinners and music with friends, lazy, steamy afternoons
lounging by the pool with ice cold drinks. In October we sailed for a month, by far my longest - and best -time ever at sea. I enjoyed much of the experience but continued to be anxious during rough seas and high winds. In case anyone wonders, I am actually capable of functioning quite well under these circumstances; I can do what needs to be done, but I’m also aware that it is no fun for Larry to watch my strained countenance or worry about my reactions while he is busy handling the boat in challenging situations.
lounging by the pool with ice cold drinks. In October we sailed for a month, by far my longest - and best -time ever at sea. I enjoyed much of the experience but continued to be anxious during rough seas and high winds. In case anyone wonders, I am actually capable of functioning quite well under these circumstances; I can do what needs to be done, but I’m also aware that it is no fun for Larry to watch my strained countenance or worry about my reactions while he is busy handling the boat in challenging situations.
So once again I am in North Carolina. I haven’t been banished
and I don't see myself as a quitter. Both Larry and I are comfortable with this decision,
although we continue to miss each other and talk daily when internet and/or
phone service are available.
I'll always have the memories... |
So once again, please join Captain Larry & Edie Roberts for "the rest of the story."
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