The song, Seasons of Love, in the musical, Rent, is about how people choose to measure a year. They sing “do you measure in daylights, in sunsets, in midnights, in cups of coffee? . . . How do you measure a year in the life?” February 11 marked the end of our first 525,600 minutes.
I take a long time to get to know people and there are many cruisers out here that require time (and sometimes a few beers) to open up as well. It would seem that we have this common bond, sailing, but the personalities are so different, the relationships between men, women, couples, friends are all different out here. We don’t have a job to bind us—as well as the opposite—we don’t have a job to hinder us with the formalities of trying to be professional. So looking back on this year, I am measuring this year, the first 525,600 moments on the people and personalities we’ve encountered.
Why are they all out here? What drives seemingly sane people to get on a boat and try to live their life moving from island to island, in cramped quarters, bobbing and swaying, wind blowing, mosquitos biting, sun burning, the smell of diesel, sand in your crack from a rough dinghy landing, waking up many nights to close hatches in the rain, waking up to sweaty sheets and pillow cases to open up the hatches, limited access to land, odd foods and strange meats in some countries, rough toilet paper in the French countries, manual pump toilets, the bilge pump going off unexpectedly (meaning there’s water somewhere on the boat), battery alarm going off unexpectedly (meaning you won’t get to make your smoothie that morning), limited water, and missing your family back home. It has taken me a year, but I finally like it out here. And apparently, a whole bunch of other people like it, too. When I talk to people, I try to find out why.
So our one year post is about the people we’ve met. I don’t have pictures of everyone we’ve met in this first year. As a matter of fact, we’ve had some great adventures/escapades/explorations with many people who aren’t pictured in these photos. I guess it means we were too busy during at least some of the 525,574 moments not pictured here to bother with the camera.
Gwen and Guilluame of Slow Waltz on a hash. They’d planned to stay out here only one year, but have decided to find a way to keep it going.
A group of cruisers at an oil down with our host, Cutty. And my only picture of my friend, Janet from Truant III, second from the right, next to Dana.
Jo of Serenade has bought the kids several flavors of soda, which they are mixing together.
The kids after they’ve had too much sugared soda.
Ralph of Night Watch, Stan, Greg of Simplicity II and Gregg of Serenade at the oil down.
Michelle and Randy of Nautilus. We see cruisers regularly and then don’t see them and then they show up again . . .
Jim of Lady Jane. I will never forget Jim stopping to have a swig of rum with some locals while we are hiking a hash.
Dana of Eventyr. She and her husband Kai set out on one year adventure and are back home working now. I think there are a lot of adventures in this couple’s future.
Diane of Endorfin II getting a better look at our educational Jab Jab
The locals have been very friendly throughout the islands. And look at all that wonderful, cheap fruit!
This local, Angel, is sharing a rum drink with Stan.
This is Patrick, aka Shademan, who was often our bus driver
Cutty grating turmeric and coconut. He’s trying to teach us how to make an oil down. I think we were supposed to be doing it, but we all just watched him.
Steve from Pannikin–the good kind of crazy. Alex from Banyan on the right, Slow Waltz, Serenade, Nightwatch up ahead. In our dinghy, Madeline and Roy of Mythral.
This is Steve’s wife, Angela. I am very fortunate to have spent time with her.
Stan, Ric from Endorfin II, Tom and Sabrina from Honey Ryder. At the rum factory conducting quality assurance testing.
Shawn of Amaris. This is a couple that doesn’t intend to let life get in the way of their adventures.
When someone would be whinny around Steven from Amaris he would say “Poor you, you have to wake up in the Caribbean.” I probably needed to hear that more than once those first few months.
Susie and Kevin of Temptress of Down, Richard and Cay from Atalantis, Dana and Kai from Eventyr
Tanya and Warren were at every hash. South Africans that made it to Grenada and never left.
On the hash trail with Richard from Atalanta
Dalynn from Amoray, Alex (and Dave in background) from Banyan. Dalynn set up a hike with games and mysteries and ice cream!
Roy of Mythral is showing us how the dancing will go at Carnival. His wife, Madeline, was such a good sport.
Cruisers waiting for the next parade. Jeff from Truant III (Janet is probably in there somewhere), Maggie and Wylie from Harmony, Mary from Nightwatch, Greg from Simplicity II, Ralph from Nightwatch and Stan.
Mary and Ralph from Nightwatch at Carnival
Henry, the 8 month old baby, from Porcelain. We’d all say “There’s Henry’s boat” or “there’s Henry’s dinghy”. I hope to see his parents, Lucy and Mike again sometime. Right now they are in the US avoiding chickungunya.