Do We Really Need THAT?
They warned us.
Buy a used boat and expect to spend money, or buy a new boat and expect to spend money.
Our outboard is frozen and our dinghy has a hole in it
We get NeverLand measured for a sail stack - and we are told our mainsail is not sea worthy.
So...... our mast is naked and we await the bid- this is the first major item on our checklist for Blue water, and we already will spend quadruple what we budgeted.
But a good sail is kind of a major thing- so, we know we just have to grit our teeth and handle it-
But now the windlass and the autopilot are going to have to wait awhile...
Basically the economics of sailing are- start with the crucial items and push the "I want that, but it's not necessarys" to the bottom of the list
Make one list of items that, when completed, leave you ready to go- and don't get so bogged down looking for perfection that you never do go...the basic mechanics need to be sound, and safe. And the basic provisioning needs to be sound, and safe. It will never be perfect, if you are on any kind of budget at all. Safety is paramount and comfort is important. But in that order.
Dont try to cut costs on items that will leave you adrift if they fail- fix them promptly and fix them correctly- you don't want to be in the middle of the ocean asking yourself WHY you patched something that needed replacing because you were saving money for something shiny.
So- the sail it is- in the long run, we will be happy we did it correctly.
The lists of 300 little things?, well, we will keep chipping away at those-
Anyone want to buy a motorcycle? Or, a kidney?
"goodreads- The Wanderer
“To be truly challenging, a voyage, like a life, must rest on a firm foundation of financial unrest. Otherwise, you are doomed to a routine traverse, the kind known to yachtsmen who play with their boats at sea... "cruising" it is called. Voyaging belongs to seamen, and to the wanderers of the world who cannot, or will not, fit in. If you are contemplating a voyage and you have the means, abandon the venture until your fortunes change. Only then will you know what the sea is all about.
"I've always wanted to sail to the south seas, but I can't afford it." What these men can't afford is not to go. They are enmeshed in the cancerous discipline of "security." And in the worship of security we fling our lives beneath the wheels of routine - and before we know it our lives are gone.
What does a man need - really need? A few pounds of food each day, heat and shelter, six feet to lie down in - and some form of working activity that will yield a sense of accomplishment. That's all - in the material sense, and we know it. But we are brainwashed by our economic system until we end up in a tomb beneath a pyramid of time payments, mortgages, preposterous gadgetry, playthings that divert our attention for the sheer idiocy of the charade.
The years thunder by, The dreams of youth grow dim where they lie caked in dust on the shelves of patience. Before we know it, the tomb is sealed.
Where, then, lies the answer? In choice. Which shall it be: bankruptcy of purse or bankruptcy of life? ”
― Sterling Hayden, Wanderer