How long has it been? Too long. I’m sorry.
We made it to the Dominican Republic, barely. But the journey doesn’t stop there. In fact, it’s only just beginning. After accomplishing what seemed nearly impossible, we plan to go even further. Hopefully continuing to surprise ourselves and the limits of possibility!
Only 2 weeks after checking in to Luperon, Joel and I caught a flight home to Washington. We cut things close with only $200 left between us. Perhaps we could have buckled down and got to work in the D.R. and rebuilt the cruising kitty without leaving our boat. But friends and family were in our hearts and on our minds. So, we secured Chak as best we could with 3 anchors down, Bahamian Mooring style – the same technique Joel employed when he left the boat in Key West for 6 months.
We left 3 months ago, in the middle of May, and so far Chak Matay is holding steady. Many thanks to Larry and Georgie of S/V Cabernet for sending us updates!
Starting in Seattle we spent a night with my sister, then hopped a greyhound to Spokane where my mom and dad met Joel for the first time. They took us home to the farm in St. John. And the very next morning found us working cows. A proper initiation for my city-slicker-turned-sailor boyfriend. We spent over a week between Spokane, WA and Coeur d’Alene, ID – I met Joel’s dad and young siblings for the first time, we caught up with Tony (the pioneering idealist who first conceived of this whole sailing/small living thing) and his wonderful fiancee Maria, and attended the graduation of my close friends. Then, it was time to take Joel to Denver where work was waiting with Baruch Construction.
We road tripped down through Southern Idaho – hotsprings, Wyoming – Tetons, and into Denver – white water rafting !? An awesome experience to explore more of the homeland. I left Joel in Colorado and returned to Coeur d’Alene. This was the plan, to spend the summer apart both of us grinding. Me caddying and him generating leads for a family roofing business.
Fast forward to now, and I have joined Joel in Denver. Don’t you love it when plans don’t go according to plan? You’d think by now we’d expect it. A stroke of luck – Capt. Luke of the Blackbird, founder, operator, owner of Baruch Construction, decided they were overdue for an administrator. And hey, Business Admin. just so happens to be my degree! We’ve traded salt spray for hailstorms, from sea-level to 6,000 ft.
I realize there are still many holes in the story, that I’ve answered some but not all of the many questions.
What do you mean “barely” made it to Luperon?
When will you go back to the boat?
Are you sure you’re going back? (YES)
Answers are coming. I owe explanations for the past (4? 5?) months of silence. Going forward I plan to write much less and much more frequently. Uh oh. There’s that word again, plan. These are my intentions. We’ll see how it goes.
If you’re reading this, thanks for hanging in there.