Jan 012017
 

Those who know me will vouch, I’m not a New Year’s Resolution kind of guy. There’s no difference between the 31st and the 1st in my book, no reason not to make decisions and take action when you think of them no matter the time of year.

That said, time off life and work that is typical this time of the year does lend itself to more contemplation and introspection ……

2016 has been a watershed year for for myself and my sailing. This was the year I finally bit the bullet and moved Ocean Blue down to the coast. A very good year in that regard. Somewhat less good because I’m still stuck up here in Jo’burg slaving away to pay the bills.

I’ve spent a fair amount of time reflecting on when and how to move the rest of life down to the beach to join the boat. As with all things in life, it’s rarely simple, rarely just as easy as saying “Sell up everything and go”. Well at least for me it’s not that easy even though I know it’s possible and been done a thousand times by a thousand sailors.

Several more years of ‘varsity commitments remain. Those are best dealt with while the corporate salary trickles in.

Sandy, although she’s slowly getting into the Table Bay sailing, is not of the same “sell up all to sail” school. She likes her house by the beach and if she had to choose it would be that rather than the boat. To be honest, I’m not sure I’d like to only have the boat. The land base by the beach also appeals to me. (Shhhhhh! Don’t tell anyone)

Lastly, South African legislation imposes prohibitive penalties on early withdrawals of retirement funds and annuities before the age of 55. That means that whatever I decide to do I need to make the greatest effort to keep up the payments for at least the next 7 years. Whether I stick it out at the Jo’burg job, find another in Cape Town or find a way to make sipping martinis from the hammock pay, either way I need to generate enough cashflow each month to keep the investments going. Anything else just doesn’t make financial sense.

People looking in on the dream from afar may well believe it’s not happening. It might appear that it’s stalled and we’ll never get it right. But that’s not true. Yes it’s slow. Much slower than I would ideally like. But it’s happening. Most definitely.

The most very hard and difficult thing though is I miss the boat and I miss sailing her. Living an hour away when she was on the Vaal is nothing compared to the gulf of time and space that now separates us. No longer can I just pop in for the weekend to check the lines, see if the bilges are dry. No longer an easy weekend escape from the rat race and a leisurely overnight anchorage in Bunny Brook to take the edge off a hard week in the office.

Don’t get me wrong. I’m not complaining. But I’d be lying if I said that the current transition is easy.

I harbour ambitions to cruise the West Coast, see St Helena, perhaps cruise Ilha Grande and further south. To do this, there are a thousand-and-one things to do on board. Repairs, improvements, upgrades. With me in Jo’burg and ‘Blue in Cape Town, that preparation phase is very, very difficult. Almost impossible.

And that’s the thing I’m finding most difficult. This period between moving the boat and moving myself. It wasn’t easy in 2016 and it wont be easy in 2017.

As usual, life is all about finding balance and so, if ever there was a resolution made, it’s to try and keep the dream moving forward while keeping the stash growing and future finances healthy. The moral of the story though is “Don’t bury your dreams.” Find a way to make them happen. After all, what will you achieve if you spend all your living days working, saving, hoping one day to find the time to live and youtr time runs out? Many people gamble that way and for some it works out. For many others the gamble fails due to accident, ill health or other circumstances.

Tomorrow may never come. Build your dream today. Take action and make it happen no matter how slowly.

Happy New Year to you all and may 2017 be good to you and your dreams!

Dec 172016
 

Like Lin & Larry said, “As long as it’s fun”.

Ocean Blue at sea

Ocean Blue at sea

And Thursday’s sail most definitely was fun. It wasn’t epic when you compare to world circumnavigations but for us, a circumnavigation of Robben Island**, is the first step to cruising further afield up the west coast.

We’d initially planned to sail earlier in the week but Tuesday’s 25 to 30kt SE’ly had us changing our minds. Not that SAM wasn’t keen to sail if I was, but baby-steps dude, baby steps. Last thing I want is to scare her off now that she’s started getting enthusiastic about being on board. So we delayed until the Thursday and what a good decision it was. Super sailing in a 15 to 20kt south westerly with enough time on our hands to tackle a milestone [even though insignificant and small compared to the adventures of others].

Robben Island Circumnavigation

Robben Island Circumnavigation

The trick is to ramp the experience up slowly, to build the confidence in the boat, the skipper and the crew in tiny increments to that it remains fun. Sailing is hard enough when it all goes right let alone when things go wrong. It’s not that you want to never test your limits, never sail in that 30kt SE’ly. You need to, eventually. But there’s no sense in taking it on too early in the game, not if you want to keep her on board.

SAM was on the helm virtually the entire voyage. And a fine job she did. She’s getting a real feel for the boat now and, despite us both feeling a little sick-at-sea for a brief while there, we had a really pleasant voyage. Table Bay sailing is never totally flat, not the same way False Bay gets. There’s always some swell rolling in from the Southern Ocean, always that “open ocean” feel once you head a little west and out of the shelter of Green Pt and this got to us both a little west of the island.

We didn’t get dolphins surfing our bow wave yet, but at least we sighted other marine mammals. Pity the whales we sighted were so far off. I really need to replace the binoculars with something decent so we have a better chance of seeing the wildlife. The tally on this day: at least 3-4 whales, seals, birds and a lone penguin bobbing off the north of the island.

I tried out the autohelm for the first time since ‘Blue arrived here without much success. Even in the 1-2m swells [i.e. pretty much a total calm for this coastline] ‘Enry became very, very active, driving his little rack-and-pinion arm full travel across each crest. That’s a surefire way for him to wear himself out or drain the batteries. Perhaps there’s a setting that will damp the action a little?

No breakages, no bleeding, no vomit – that’s first prize in “keeping it fun”. Robben Island done and dusted. One step closer to Dassen!


**Navigation around the island is fairly straight forward with very few off-lying dangers. There’s a south cardinal marking a wreck at roughly   S33.84069 E18.38536 and about 0.34nm north west of this mark is Whale Rock which breaks even in calm weather so it’s visible and easy to avoid. The west of the Island seems pretty much clear of dangers and as long as you keep a prudent distance off it’s easy to avoid the large breakers crashing on the shore, generated by the infinite fetch from South America. There’s a wreck washed up on the beach on the north-west shore, proof that things can go wrong and a visible caution to the complacent sailor but rounding the north of the island is pretty straight forward as well. Turning south and beating down the eastern side we, in retrospect, maybe followed the shoreline a little too closely because we didn’t really keep a good watch on our depths. Off the south eastern shore there are some rocks close in that could be dangerous, but you have to be really close inshore for them to be a problem. Next time though, we’ll aim to keep in at least 10-15m of water rather than the 6-10m that we did cross and in a south easterly you’ll definitely want to keep a greater margin in hand. Oh, and keep an eye out for the Robben Island Ferry. It’s quicker than your sailboat and travels on the direct route between V&A and the little harbour in Murray Bay. In good visibility it’s no problem but I’m guessing a sea fog changes all of this a little.