Long post - sorry
Six years ago my wife and I did a half day sail in St. John. It was my second time on a sailboat. Her first. It was a fun day - not a lot of wind
, a fun time all the same.
In 2014 we had a land-based vacation
in Tortola during the off-sailing season and spent a day in front of the Soggy Dollar under a palm tree drinking and watching the cats and monos sail into the bay. I commented how fun it would be to island hop. She sipped her Painkiller and agreed.
Since that time I have been determined to learn to sail. I've been reading blogs and watching YouTube videos of folks who have made the leap from coastal cruising to overnight (and longer!!) passages to reach beautiful parts
of the world, and I have been telling her all about these foolish dreamers following the wind
. Last week she said, "Why do you keep talking about these long overnight sails
? Can't we just rent a boat in St. Thomas or somewhere and spend a week sailing?"
Why yes... yes we can (the bobber on the line starts to move - there's a nibble).
We are a bit financially strapped this year for vacation
, so instead of a week near the sand and waves, we're staying home. But part of the stay at home vacation was that we have nearby adventures. Hey, look, wife, there's a place at Lake Lanier that has sailing lessons
. Why don't I learn to sail while we're on our stay-cation?
On Saturday I had a visit scheduled to go to the sailing club for more information, and I said, "Hey, why don't you come with me?" She did. And as soon as she set foot on the dock
- seriously - she took the hook. While we waited for Dan at Sunrise Marina to finish his business, we were looking at boats. She was curious about how much living room there was - wow, they're bigger than I thought they would be - oh, cool, you can climb up the back of the boat after swimming - we would have to have a boat with a cover over the back (the bimini).
We talked with Dan about the lessons and the club. We found out she could come along for the ride to learn, too (start reeling it in). He explained how the sail club worked (a bit of resistance, wait, slack on the line, keep reeling in). I signed up - got my ASA
book from him and went to a lake-front restaurant for burgers and beer
. She was flipping through the book asking about heeling, sail trim, "I thought sheets
meant sails" (landed it!)
There is no more trying to convince her. She's all in. We are on our way to becoming sailors.