Powerless

Drawing while listening to a US History audiobook, in the heat

We’ve been without AC (alternating current) power aboard since Saturday evening. It sounds a bit worse than it is, as we are only missing power to the induction stove, microwave, air conditioning and heating, clothes washer, power outlets, and horror of horrors, WiFi. We still have the DC (direct current) working though, which controls all the devices that we use more frequently, and would typically need when not connected to shore power. Those are things like the refrigerator and freezer, fans, toilets, water pumps, and USB plugs. That’s good news.

At first we thought the AC issue would be resolved quickly, so we planned to go out sailing in Bahia de Todos Santos the next day. The conditions were superb, and the sail was quite pleasant. We hardly thought of the power issue while we were out.

However, James’ later troubleshooting revealed confusing results and another day went by. We continued to request help from the marina to rule out their power supply, and for 3 days there was one issue after another preventing them from helping with the troubleshooting. Twice I caught a dock worker and roped him into a conversation about it, but all he could do was call for the experts who were already gone for the day.

The One Thing

Cables strewn inside and out

I wasn’t able to cook, as our induction stove, instant pot, and convection oven all run on AC. Having to eat at restaurants all the time isn’t all bad though. We considered using our solar oven for cooking breakfast yesterday, but the clouds changed our plans. Then we realized that we could string an extension cord to the power tower and at least have access to one AC-powered item at a time. WiFi was first on the list. Our conversations often included things like, “No, we don’t have WiFi now since the blender is the One Thing”, “Use the WiFi while you can – it’s now the One Thing”, and “I’m going to make the Instant Pot the One Thing for about 35 minutes.”

It worked out okay like that for a while, until we found a power strip, tripling our AC power access, and tripping us when we tried to move about. Adding to that mess, with each power solution we tested the boat’s horizontal surfaces collected more and more tools and parts, while cupboards and cushions were dislodged, as if the inside were hit by a storm.

Hurricane Kay

Hurricane Kay is impacting land as I write, at the bottom of Baja California, and is expected to travel north along the coast losing momentum and dissipating to become a tropical storm when it arrives in Ensenada. The impact here will only be some stronger winds and rain. Since the area isn’t used to getting much rain, floods are expected.

Preparing for this, I took a mental inventory of our food/meal situation. We have months of food aboard so that isn’t an issue, but cooking it could be if the marina’s power is impacted by the storm. Usually that wouldn’t be the case, but we shouldn’t expect to have use of the One Thing (or Triple Thing) during or immediately after the storm. This reduces us to BBQ and solar oven as cooking options that are not ideal since they are both outside, or using the propane oven which will heat up our living space. So, we plan on eating salads and charcuterie for the next few days!

Though Kay will be a tropical storm when she arrives, she won’t be packing more of a punch than the typical squalls in the Caribbean. Our boat is built to withstand much more severe weather, so we have no concerns about weathering the coming storm.

We have less than two weeks left in Colorado, this state where I’ve lived over half my life, where we got married, and where Ethan was born. This backdrop for our amazing and significant events and activities couldn’t have been better: from the glorious natural views and hiking experiences, to the dog-focused families, to the sports fanatics, to the 300 annual days of sunshine, to the plentiful ski resorts, to the festivals, art shows, and farmers’ markets, to the outdoor concerts, and the spectacular patterns of pink and orange hues that come with cloudy sunsets.

What We Are Doing

We’re spending our final weeks enjoying what Colorado has to offer that we have yet to experience, and experiencing again what we have enjoyed previously. We decided upon the following final activities, in this Centennial State, Colorful Colorado.

Spending Time with Friends and Family

2021 Wild Animal Sanctuary

This is the hardest part about leaving- we will miss our friends and family tremendously. In fact, we have missed our friends over the past 15 months or so, but recently vaccines have allowed us more freedom to visit with them again safely. Just in the past few weeks we’ve been able to join them for dinners, a walk through the Wild Animal Sanctuary, card games, hikes, and simple visits to talk and reconnect.

Our older son is 27, has a career, apartment, girlfriend and other aspects of life in Colorado, so he won’t be going with us. He’s the one person outside our household that we connected with during the pandemic, and it’s hard to imagine not being able to see him very often.

The same is true for our closest friends, Kirsten and Scott. I knew her before she met him, and they just celebrated their 25th wedding anniversary. She was my matron of honor, and he James’ best man. We went on countless vacations together, some with kids, others not, some with and some without spouses.

Though we are leaving so many behind, we are keeping them in our hearts and minds, and fully expect them to visit us on Erin Skye before or after we depart for our cruising years.

Exploring in the Mountains

2021 Red Tail Overlook, Mueller

Colorado is home to beautiful mountains, including purple mountains majesty, that we enjoy hiking, and viewing, and immersing ourselves in. We have been avid campers, hikers, skiers/snowboarders, snow-shoers, and view-appreciaters, so we kept the tradition we’ve had for so many years. We scheduled a Memorial Day Weekend that mimics the way we spent most Memorial Days in the past two decades. We hiked in Mueller State Park (leaving the camping part behind this year), and toured the Cave of the Winds, probably for the 7th time. It was fantastic to breathe in the pine-scented air and stand on boulders overlooking the Sangre de Cristo mountains. and though the path we choose this time was downhill to start and uphill coming back, I’d still recommend Red Tail Overlook on any nice spring day.

May 2015

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May 2021

Wrapping up the Day Job

The reality of this move, this change in lifestyle, really hit me today. My last day in the office is a day away, and colleagues are wishing me well, asking for last bits of advice, and noting the hole that I’m leaving. I’m sure that the organization will adapt as it does with any change, and though I will miss the camaraderie and collaboration, I will adapt as well.

It’s hard for me to fathom not having a job. I’d like to continue to contribute to society in some manner, and not an insignificant one. I’d like to contribute more directly to saving people’s lives, saving the planet, as well as leading my family in the preparation for the cruising life, which ties right into my passion for learning and experiencing new things. I’ll put together the plan to address that once we are in our new home and things settle down, perhaps about 3 weeks from now.

Taming the Stifling Stuff-Monster

We have sold or given away all but the necessities in our apartment, and what remains is packed up into boxes that will go to the boat. All of the furniture is spoken for, to be removed the day before we turn in the keys. The pictures are off the walls, and our kitchen contains only the bare minimum, with a set menu for our final days determining the utensils, appliances, and pans that are still accessible.

Our umpteenth round of culling has filled yet another few boxes to donate to charity. I’m sure we have at least 8 receipts from Goodwill since the start of the year, and this round we are looking for a bit of variety – towels to the Denver Dumb Friends League, food to a neighborhood food bank, and clothing to ARC.

Completing the Middle School Experience

Ethan during his 8th grade continuation speech

Ethan’s middle school years are now over, and he is currently at a graduation party, with a sleep-over afterwards. During the ceremony earlier today we listened to his classmates discuss how their school made them who they are today, how much they grew and learned in the process, and how much they will miss the teachers and friends they had spent so much time with over the years. It was as if they were all going out of state, but of course they are not. For them, and for Ethan doubly as he won’t be geographically close, it is a time to say good-bye, to transition into a different chapter in their lives.

What We Are NOT Doing

With so little time, there were things we considered doing, but that we decided against.

Climbing 14ers

2015 in Mueller Park overlooking the back of Pike’s Peak (a 14er)

It’s a pastime in Colorado to hike up one or more of the 58 mountains with peaks above 14,000 feet. I’ve had the great fortune and perseverance to hike to the top of one of these 14ers, Mt Sherman, but I/we really don’t have a need to do more. We prefer the less technical and the more enjoyable treks through the wilderness and mountain terrain.

Going to Large Venues or Tours

I wish we could have taken Ethan to see the US Mint tour, or the Coors Brewery tour while we lived so close, but alas, it was not meant to be. Perhaps we can arrange for that on a future trip back. He’s never seen a concert at Red Rocks Amphitheater either, but he’s been to the other major venues for music or sports. We’ll pass on those with the small amount of time we have left.

Going Camping

It’s been a tradition for our family to go camping at Mueller or thereabouts over Memorial Day, Estes Park during the Highland Festival after Labor Day, and many other places over long and short summer weekends. Usually we shared our camping adventures with wonderful friends, made campfire meals, played cards, and explored our surroundings by foot or 4-wheeling.

The personal and natural connections we made during those camping trips were unforgettable, and they are treasured memories for our family. Since we no longer own our camper, we’re identifying other opportunities to connect with friends before we leave.

2015 Conquering the Rock at Mueller

2016 Estes Park with Kirsten, Scott, Carmen, and Kurt

2018 4-wheeling with BJ and Brenda

Visiting Prior Homes

The thought crossed my mind that it would be interesting to see what our prior homes look like now, as we depart from the state. A while back I drove by the first house I ever bought (in Thousand Oaks, California) and it was a shock to see that the design and planting I did in the front yard to make it require less water and be unique, was wiped out and replaced with a lawn.

This time around I decided that I’d rather not spend the time and fuel to drive to see them all (Evergreen, Greenwood Village, Parker, Aurora, Stapleton – recently renamed Central Park, and Centennial). It’s worthwhile to look at a Google Street View of each occasionally, but there isn’t any need to do that now or by any deadline.

Moving on…

And now it’s time to say goodbye to all that Colorado is to us. It’s been a good run, and we will cherish these memories forever, as we build new ones to take us forward into our new adventure.

When I was in first grade, I was in a school play called “Books are our Friends”, one of only two representatives from the lower grades. I don’t remember being told the reason I was provided the

opportunity, but looking back now the reason is clear: I was into books and reading, big time. Fast forward 8 years, and the first thing I did when I got a steady paycheck as a teenager was to sign up for the Franklin Library’s collection of classics, beautifully bound editions with ornate endpapers, one per month at $15.20 each. I still have that collection, and can’t see parting with it, ever.

However, I won’t be able to take those 50 volumes onto Erin Skye when we move aboard in 10 months. There simply won’t be enough room. And if we can fit 50 books, we’d choose the cruising guides, sailboat system maintenance manuals, and homeschooling reference material instead.

Remembering back, oh many years ago now, our son had a classmate whose parents were going to take him out of school and sail around the world.  At the time, I thought that those people had lost their minds and I wondered if it was even legal.  There had to be some rule against that. There must be some law against just kidnapping your own children, shanghai yourself some wee deckhands, hoist a few bedsheets and off to the horizon you go.  Blimey mate, they must have completely been off their rocker. Yet somewhere in the deep recesses of my own thoughts, was a wiggling notion of how cool (is that dating myself?) it would be to just scurry myself aboard a craggy old windskiffer, hoist the main sheets, and let the wind carry me away. Being a fan of author Patrick O’Brien, the whole notion was deeply entertaining yet so far off the weather gauge from my reality that it quickly bobbed over the horizon and was gone like a green flash and a wink of an eye.

How many of you have either read or written an article on this?  Probably all of us. When we started this site, I think we had one primary purpose… to share our experiences.  Not just the excitement of travel, tantalizing new places – sights – tastes – smells, and the anticipation of distant horizons. We wanted to share the experience of the process of learning, its highs and lows, the fear of the unknown, the quest for truth, and information about/from the amazing veterans who have all experienced this before us.

Roughly two years ago, I stumbled onto a YouTube channel of a couple and their daughter who had sold most of their worldly possessions, loaded the rest of their essentials (clothes, tools, utensils, spices, and Legos) onto a sailboat, and headed south for adventure. At the time, I had just started a new job with a complicated and challenging objective and mission. Getting organized and aligned at this new work role was a herculean task, to say the least, and the idea of packing it all up and heading for the open sea was like ambrosia and nectar of the mind.

It wasn’t long after this discovery, that we started thinking more seriously about its possibilities and investigating what it would take to make this leap, originally thinking it was more like stepping off from dock to boat. Ok, we did think it was more complicated than that, but we had no idea what the path ahead had in store for us and that it would be more like jumping off a cliff into unknown waters with white cap waves crashing on jagged rocks below.