Melinda has been convincing me to write a post. So here is a bit of me. I am living on a boat being scared, and getting used to it.
Perception vs. Reality
Folks watching and reading about this adventure may have the perception that it’s easy and relaxing. But, to be honest, almost no day has gone by without some level of fear and terror. Sava is a big boat with a lot of moving parts, some of which break down quite often, and already have.
When we left the mooring just over two months ago and motored down The New River, not knowing how to steer this boat or even where we were going to spend the night, I was literally shaking all day.
Stressful Times
Then the next day we ran aground a couple of times. It was then that I realized lots is going to go wrong, and we just need to deal with it.
Since then there’ve been numerous very stressful hours and moments.
On our first outing after being on the hard in Fort Lauderdale, heading to Miami in a hard east wind and under power, the motor failed. We had to take quick action and drop anchor. We called Seatow to get us to Miami. It was rough, but during the tow, I managed to solve the problem.
