Originally Posted by osirissail
Many moons ago in this thread this statement popped up in a "heated" part of the thread and I just cannot let it pass - it is too indicative of the denial of reality.
>>>> Obviously, this will have a small impact on costs, but not a significant one that will skew the numbers of cost of living (cost of boat repairs and mooring aren't based on couples vs single.)
For those who have single-handed for years and then taken on a significant other you will see your "boat repairs" cost dramatically escalate. Plumbing
problems multiply dramatically as does the usage (wear and tear/repairs needed) on watermakers and gensets for powering hair dryers, etc. It's a whole "nuther" world from single-handing when you take on a "significant other" crew.
There is a very simple solution to this problem. DO NOT take on a significant 'other' unless said 'other' can stump up with the additional bucks. Is deaf. Mute. And completely unaware of the meaning or her surroundings...Ergo, the ocean.
Although you have cited the extra costs, in dollar terms, of becoming attached, you failed to mention the other costs....Ergo, the necessary development of selective deafness. The increased need for anger-management strategies. The loss of absolute destination
control. All this leading to aggravated bowels, frequent headaches, bleak moods and, worst of all, the time waste while contemplating the outcome of the significant other falling over-board, during which you could have been on your own and simply dreaming of your heart's desire.
I guess the pint here is; if you're you're a loner like me, then suck up the lonely times, throw yourself into some form of adventure.....You know, like, 'Oh well I was going to sail to New Zealand
, but bugger it, I might just go to Scot-base instead.' Nothing like a serious challenge to get your mind off the needs of heart and nether regions.:--))
While at sea, on long ocean passages, gee its soooo boring. You having nothing else to do but survive, eat, sleep, read, practice dancing on the foredeck in a 50Knot snorter, repair, scrub, paint
, fix, oil
, lubricate, wizz up the mast
to capture the halyard
you just lost
. Repair sails
, cook, navigate if you're within 500 NM of land, spend hours hunkered down in your favourite spot (mine's right out on the bow-sprit) contemplating the meaning of life while a shark swims by and ruins your plans for a skinny-dip. Then there's fix the watermaker
, fix the wind-vane, fix the dunny, find an alternative to the toothpaste you failed to pack....The list goes on amongst sail-changes, and tiller watch on account of the Goddamned self-steering won't play on your current
And after all this you just get your head
down and the Radar alarm
God but life is boring out there! Yeah right. Just finding time to sleep comes as a good find.
And you wanna do all this with some newbie yakking and spewing in the background? Are you mad?
Solo sailing has its down-sides: like YOU have to do everything. But the upside is, you are your own, unquestioned and unquestionable master. I wouldn't trade
that for anything, no matter how glum I may feel from time-to-time.