Originally Posted by Minga
I would like to know from anyone out there who maybe have been in my situation or close to the same.
I have nobody left, but my dog Penny.
I have 3 bedroom house and some land to look after. I do love my house. I have put some work on it and is on the market right now.
My dream, travel and see places before i cannot any longer look after my self.
But, i am scared stiff. On one hand i would love to stay where i am, on another i want to explore some places. Logic tell me go. My emotions telling me stay.
Before my pension kicks in i have 5 years and will rely on my small savings and the sale
of my house.
If you experienced something like this before, what how did you manage your emotions (unfortunately my "friends" always saying " you the only one who can make this decision".
What was the point in which you abounded your doubts and make the step ?
You asked for anyone in a similar situation to yourself to respond. Here it is.
Well I had been a reader of Cruising Skipper
(now defunct I believe) and other cruising magazines for many years. I had read so many stories of people selling up, buying
a yacht and going cruising. It was also my dream to eventually sell up and head
out on the ocean. I had long loved surfing, snorkelling, fishing
and everything to do with the ocean, and my dream was to live aboard and travel. I had owned power boats, but had never even been on a sailing yacht.
In 2001 my father passed away, he was in his 80's so I considered longevity was inherant in my genes, then 2 months later my older brother, then aged 54 dropped dead from a blood clot. This quickly made me take stock and decide if ever I was to be a live aboard cruising sailor, I needed to get out and learn to sail. I bought my first sailing yacht, a Catalina
250. She was the perfect yacht for me to learn. Over the next 4 or 5 years I learnt to become a reasonable bay sailor, but having never raced I still felt I have missed out on a lot of experience. I should mention that my wife never shared my enthusiasm for sailing, especially after a couple of bad storms, and eventually, not having the same dreams caused a divide between us and we separated and divorced. A few years later my employment
ceased due to the effects of a drought in Melbourne, Australia
where I lived. I was 57 and with no foreseeable opportunities for work, as the industry I was employed in certainly wasnt hiring. I sold my house, as I still had a mortgage which I now couldnt afford, and set myself to move to Asia
where the cost of living is much cheaper and also to eventually search for a suitable yacht.
I travelled most of the time through China
(also worked teaching English), spent a lot of time in HK and the Philippines
, While I was in HK I met a British lawyer who had been living in HK for the past 12 years. He had a Tayana 55' which he invited me to sail with him and his family
from Boracay in the Philippines
. From June to September 2008 I had the most amazing experience sailing Palawan, Philippines, Borneo, Sabah and Sarawak, Malaysia
before finally arriving in Singapore
My search for my own yacht continued after that. I came to Phuket and Pattaya in Thailand
and also to Langkawi, Malaysia
in my search. Finally I found the yacht I am now living aboard
in Langkawi. She is a small Beneteau Oceanis
Clipper 331. I spent time antifouling and doing minor repairs
before sailing off to Phuket in Thailand
. I spent 3 months there before returning to Langkawi which is where I am now. I will stay here until the sailing season begins again, when I will then head north again and explore Phang Gna Bay before rounding Phuket again to visit the Similan Islands.
I would love to have a house to go back to, but at least I know I have lived my dream. It was never my intention to sail alone, and sailing solo does bring about some difficulties that would be much easier if I had someone else on board. I am still more than 3 years short of receiving a pension, and at the moment my money isnt going to last that long, so I will be needing to sell up my yacht before things get too desperate. But I am ok with that as I know if I died tomorrow, or had a stroke or something that disabled me, I did live my dream.
My father spent the last 2 years of his life lying prostrate in a hospital bed
unable to move. I swore that if something similar ever happened to me, I would hate to be lying there with those regrets.