Recently my new friend, Derek, introduced me to a new world – the world of sailing.
If you go to a marine store or related bookstore, you can find a 500 books on knots, navigation, tides, currents, boat building, boat racing and more publications full of hints and advice that one can possibly read in a lifetime. Having decided that I really want to join this world I ask myself, what’s essential?
So far I’ve learned the very basics of winds and currents and how to steer the boat. I’ve discovered that there are more seas and oceans than one could ever sail. I’ve become aware that the sea can seduce a sailor with limitless promises or chastise him/her with unimaginable dangers. There are thousands of stories recorded in literature as far back as Homer and innumerable heroes to emulate. But at the core of all of it there is a primal engagement: the love of the sea.
In 1968 Bernard Moitessier wrote in his log:
Moitessier and the other eight contenders participated in the Golden Globe race. They raced in mono-hulled and multi-hull sailboats on route around the world by “way of the three capes”, (the Cape of Good Hope in South Africa; Cape Leeuwin, Australia; and South America’s Cape Horn) some of the most turbulent waters imaginable.
Traveling alone they were not to stop at any port and they could not have assistance or re-stocking of their supplies or resources. Those were the “simple” rules. To add to the challenge these men did not have the array of electronic and communications devices that guides us through the waters today.
In 2001 Peter
Nichols published a detailed account of these voyages. What sets his book apart
from others is that he offers not only a description of the adventure-full
events, but also and introspective view of what moved these men to undertake
this mammoth challenge. “These men sailed for reasons more complex than even
they knew”. As I sit on Unity’s deck, (sweet Unity) my lover’s 31
foot sail boat I conclude we all go to sea to find ourselves. Here are some
notes of my maiden voyage.
You cannot make a boat a smaller version of your house. One thing about boats is that it teaches you to minimilize. All the “stuff” you left at home, “stuff” in general looses a lot of its importance. It is not that you do without; it is only that you do much better with what you have. Take salads. How about cottage cheese, tuna, tomatoes, green peppers and bacon bits? Delicious! It’s wonderful to discover the power of your own ingenuity.
The second most important lesson I learned on my maiden voyage is that a good sailor learns to trust their intuition. Our physical senses are powerful receptors capable of processing tremendous amounts of information in seconds. We need to rely on our senses. On our third day we decided to spend the night at Warderick Wells, home to the Exuma Cays Land and Sea Park Headquarters and a very popular stop. A new cold front had been announced and we wanted a protected anchorage from wind gusts in the upper 20s that were forecasted.
We had radioed and inquired about a mooring spot but none of those sponsored by the Park’s office were available. As we entered the anchorage we turned right to check anchoring on a shallower but more protected area of the bay. Derek calculated how close we could get to the shore to be snugger. The tides were already receding.
As we were getting ready to secure Unity, we noticed another spot totally opposite to where we were, to the left and closer to the other boaters. We motored there and after checking it we decided to go back to our original spot. By now, half and an hour had passed.
Right before we
dropped anchor, somewhere in my brain, the quintessential light bulb, flagged me
with the thought that the rocks flanking us were more exposed from the water
that when we had arrived. “Is the tide lower?” I remember thinking.” “Nah”, my
hunch was wrong. How can I dare tell a sailor with 30 years experience that I
thought we were anchoring water that is too shallow?
Sometime during the sleepless night I said: “The thought occurred to me when we were anchoring that the tide was too low for us to moor so close to shore.” “And why didn’t
you say something?” Derek answered. “Because I don’t know anything about sailing”, I replied. “NEVER, never underestimate the value of your sixth sense; it may cost you your life.” Derek said.
Always remain tuned in to your hunches and don’t dismiss your gut feeling or that sense of “knowing without knowing what one knows”. Never underestimate the power of your intuition.
By the way, as a sailor, one thing I learned really early is that the one factor that rules your life in cruising is the weather. I can’t offer much perspective based on my limited experience. I’ve gotten valuable information on the subject from Dianna Jessie’s “Cruising Woman Advisor-How to Prepare for the Voyaging Life”. In a nutshell:
1- Steer clear of bad weather if you can.
a) Know the weather trends of the area you’re cruising. Pilot charts help.
b) Rely on your electronic equipment but don’t have blind faith in it.
c) Keep informed but avoid basing your decisions on panic stories or unknown sources. Learn to distinguish between good and bad information.
2- Prepare for bad weather.
a) Keep the right gear on board. Choosing the right gear is dependent on the type of cruising you do. A weekend cruiser has different needs than one cruising in severe weather. In choosing remember that the goal in foul weather is to keep dry and warm.
b) If bad weather is forecasted and you can’t get to a safe harbor on time, set a plan. Eating is important; it prevents fatigue. A warm meal a day is good for morale and energy levels, even if it’s instant cereal or soup. Keep thermos of boiling water for instant coffee, hot chocolate or soup mixes. Pre-cooked rice and anything makes a good meal. Keep crackers, dry biscuits and fruit, trail mix or the like handy. Don’t choose this time to watch you figure. Drink lots of water.
c) Learn and practice techniques that will allow you to keep control of your vessel.
d) Learn to replace fear and apprehension with intelligent action.