Sailing Is Not Just for Rich People
My last TROM discussion was meant to be about 'money,' with a focus on how money is a fictional reality, but I accidentally spent the first hour of our meet up telling everyone stories about my sailing adventures in New Zealand and the Caribbean 😊.
You see, I used to think that sailing was just for rich people until I lived on a yacht myself and met all kinds of people that sailed around the world with almost no money :).
Here’s how it happened: I was studying in Sydney Uni when I was 22 and I wanted to snowboard in New Zealand for my winter break in June/July. I didn’t have that much money so I searched for people to stay with for free on couchsurfing. I came across a very interesting profile of a Brazilian guy who worked in Wanaka as a skydiver. I didn’t know any skydivers back then, nor had I tried skydiving, so I was really excited to meet this person. Unfortunately, he wrote back saying that he was in Aruba all winter and wouldn’t be back until October. But he also wrote that he read my profile and would love to meet me because there aren’t a lot of “us” in this world. Then he invited me to sail around the North Island of New Zealand in his little yacht at the end of October for a couple of months.
I thought it over. Flew to New Zealand. Snowboarded and hitched all around the South Island, met a bunch of nomadic travelers and skibums, and admired New Zealand’s dramatic beauty. I also visited Christchurch and saw the aftermath of the devastating earthquake (this was 2011) and talked to many people that had been affected by this disaster.
When I flew back to Australia, I decided that opportunities like this don’t come around very often, so I have to accept this sailing trip. I dropped out of university for the third time. Wrote a long letter to my mother, promising her to come back and finish one year later. Then I worked all day every day for one month (in 3 Wise Monkey’s Pub, Sydney), saved as much as I could, caught a ride with an aboriginal friend to Alice Springs, hitched to Darwin, then caught the cheapest flight I could find out of Australia the day before my visa expired. Then I had 2 months to exist somewhere on Earth before I could fly to New Zealand (because of visa bullcrap). So I spent two months “existing” in Indonesia on $10/day and traveled from Bali to the eastern-most tip of Nusa Tenggara and back.
I flew into Auckland at the end of October and hitched a ride to Tauranga. There, I finally met Jon- the crazy Brazilian skydiving sailor. Interesting fellow he was, around 30 years old, tall, brown hair, somewhat attractive. He was extremely interesting to talk to and gave me a bunch of books to read. One was “A Culture of Make Believe” by Derrick Jensen- brilliant and shocking book which exposes the horrors of our make-believe culture while exploring the relationship between hate/exploitation/destruction and economics. Jon said I had to read this book if I wanted to stay on his yacht :).
Another book he gave me was “Maiden Voyage” by Tania Aebi- really interesting true story about a girl who took off on a sailboat in the 1980’s (before GPS) when she was 18 years old, and spent two and a half years sailing around the world by herself. These two books changed the course of my life just a little bit.
So we worked on Jon’s boat for a couple of weeks, then took off on our first sailing trip- to Mayor Island, just off the coast of Tauranga. We left in the afternoon, sailed past the sunset and into a brilliant starlit night. There was a big swell that night, about 3 meters or so. Jon’s 37’ steel yacht crashed into these icy cold waves with immense power. I was absolutely terrified, yet incredibly excited. The sound of the wind, the sound of the sails getting hampered and turned, the waves- crashing against the hull, weaving, swirling, disappearing into the dark obis. Reappearing again, crashing. Down below it was the worst. I had no idea that you would hear such sounds inside of a sailboat- the sound of crashing waves was maximized tenfold, as if the boat was getting beaten down by the ocean. There were vicious clanking sounds from the steel hull, as if some giant was hitting the boat with a hammer. It sounded like the boat was going to fall apart at any moment. I couldn’t be down below for more than 10 seconds. You couldn’t stand down there as the boat rocked you from side to side, back to front. And I felt this intense heaviness as soon as I stepped down below, as if the mass of my body had suddenly doubled, and the mass of my head had tripled.
On the deck it was calmer- ride the boat up the wave, roll it down the wave, then crash into the next wave. Ride the next wave up again, down again, crash again. Stay in the cockpit and hold on, if you fall out, you’re dead within 30 minutes.
Each crash was spectacular. There was bioluminescent phytoplankton in the water- plankton that light up like stars when agitated. So every time the boat crashed into a giant wave, the little plankton appeared like a galaxy on our deck, then rolled down and vanished like shooting stars. I was mesmerized by this sight- stars above, stars below, the wind, the elements, the waves, the ocean. This is what life should be about! Not learning how to make some business plan in university.
I remember this moment perfectly because I fell deeply in love right there and then. Not with Jon :) but with sailing, and with life.
When the waves got stronger Jon made me go down below and sleep. I was absolutely terrified down there, but that heaviness pinned my body to the bed and knocked me out cold and fast. I woke up a couple of hours later to the sound of calm waves and easy rocking. We were anchored. Jon took my hand and said he wanted to show me something. We went onto the deck, the night was calm and dark, I could see a halfmoon bay and black mountains in the distance. Then he asked, “do you believe in magic?” I replied, “sure” :). And he took a stick and crashed it along the water. The ocean lit up like the Milky Way.
In the morning I stuck my head out of the hatch. Felt the cool wind hit my face. I smelled salt, dirt and lush vegetation. I heard birds diving into the water, and the sound of small waves crashing on sand. I looked ahead and saw a perfect bay. No people, no other boat in sight. Just a deep dark green forest of interwoven trees and vines reaching out towards the crystal blue water. We had breakfast then took the dinghy to shore and explored the rolling hills and fantastic views of New Zealand.
We did this for about two months, sailing to different islands and back to Tauranga from time to time. Being in Tauranga was great too, since we lived in Jon’s yacht and talked to many other people who lived in their yachts as well. That was when I figured out that sailing was not at all ‘just for rich people.’ In fact, it seemed like everyone in that harbor was dead broke! 😊
Our neighbor Dave, one of the nicest Kiwi guys I’ve ever met, barely had a penny to his name, yet he lived for sailing. He dreamed of sailing to Antarctica and around the world one day. He lived on his boat year-round and worked odd jobs to pay for food and boat maintenance.
I also talked to many old people, sailors that had been all around the world. And I decided that if I ever grow up, I’d like to be just like them 😊.
At the end of December, I flew to New York and Jon went back to skydiving on the South Island.
New Year’s Day, 2012, I get an email from Jon saying that he’s in the hospital and paralyzed from the hips down.
Later that year, I visited him in NZ and he was already planning to participate in the Paralympics.
Two years later, he invited me to sail a boat halfway across the world (from St. Maarten to NZ) and to film a documentary. I met him and two other friends in the Caribbean in spring of 2014. We spent a few weeks fixing up the boat, then sailed a bit around St. Maarten, then across the Caribbean Sea to Aruba. Long story short, I got kicked off the boat in Aruba :). Then Jon sailed to Panama with another friend. That friend left there. Then Jon sailed from Panama to New Zealand by himself and became the first paraplegic that had ever single-handed a yacht across the Pacific Ocean. We are no longer friends, but despite that, he is quite an inspirational person. You can find his blog here- jonmartins.com If you ever write to him, just don’t tell him you found his blog through mine :) 😉.
So, none of those adventures took all that much money. Both times sailing, I pretty much only paid for food. Plane tickets are probably the most expensive thing, but you can get around that as well, if you have ‘open time.’ Here’s how- 1. Hitch hike 2. Hitch a boat :D.
You see, it’s difficult to sail a yacht by yourself- you have to constantly keep watch to make sure you don’t hit anything. So when people go on long journeys (like across an ocean or sea), they usually need crew. There are many captains who don’t have much money and don’t want to pay to hire experienced crew, so they will look for random people that can help them keep watch. -That’s basically the main thing they need, just for someone to stay on deck and make sure there are no boats in the way while they sleep. There are websites, such as findacrew.net where captains will post where they’re going and what kind of crew they need/for how long/etc.
Sailing experience helps if you’re looking for a boat ride, but it’s not always necessary. Also, be careful before signing up for a long journey (especially if you’re a girl) because there are a lot of crazy captains out there. Get to know the captain face to face before you decide to cross an ocean with him or her.
Before leaving for my second sailing adventure (which was meant to last 8-9 months and go halfway around the world) I did three things: 1. I took a beginner sailing course 2. I saved about $3,000 (AUD) 3. I read a few books written by people who survived on a dinghy or liferaft for several weeks or months after their boat had been capsized in the ocean. I figured, if shit really hits the fan, it doesn’t matter how well I know how to sail, what I would really need to know is how to survive.
Jon recommended three books:
“Adrift: 76 days lost at sea” by Steven Callahan. Amazing story of a guy who survived in a liferaft in the Atlantic Ocean by himself for 76 days. He almost died several times as he got caught in storms, attacked by sharks, was constantly on the verge of dying from dehydration, and had to fix his deflating liferaft to save himself from drowning.
“Survive the Savage Sea” by Dougal Robertson. Six people- husband, wife, three kids, plus a crew member survived in a liferaft and dinghy for 37 days in the Pacific Ocean in the 1970’s.
"117 days adrift" by Maurice and Maralyn Bailey. Wife and husband survived in their liferaft for 117 days in the Pacific Ocean, catching fish, seabirds and turtles by hand and with safetypins to stay alive.
These are all true stories written by the survivors. I think these books impacted me far beyond what I had expected. Aside from learning that you have to have a very strong will to survive being stranded at sea (and also be a lucky motherfcker), I learned about reality. You see, in a situation like that, nothing matters but survival. What do you need to survive? -Drinking water, food, flotation device. All three books described the devastating times when they had but 3 drops of water to drink in a single day, and those times when they managed to collect a large amount of water. All three described how rich they felt when they had a lot of water. All three described that the fish’s eyeball was the best part of the fish :) because it holds the most water. Water is all you need! (Okay plus some food and a flotation device).
You can extend this to your own reality. Think about it! If all these people can survive in the ocean for months with almost nothing at all, surely you can survive on land!! I think this is why I’m not afraid to never have a “real job” and in general to have “no security” (no income, no health insurance, no home, no home-base, no car, no retirement plan, nothing really- I love it! :D). I am on land! Not in the ocean! And on land I don’t even need a flotation device! I just need food and water (ok plus shelter and clothes here in Siberia), but the rest is just extra.
I think that most people today are so caught up in our culture of make believe that they have completely lost touch with reality. To understand reality, you have to try to understand your existence in relationship to the Earth and the Universe. Who are you? Just a little human who needs food and water to live. That’s all.
Hi @smallsasha What an awesome story! Thank you for sharing your journey to being a sailor and sharing all these great tips and books! I also fell in love with sailing while holding on to a stanchion for my life, while the rest of me was hanging overboard :) that was 10 years ago... then a long period of not sailing up until 2016. Since then one of my proudest moments was that i was able to sail solo on a 30ft boat (tacking and maintaining course) while the boat captain/owner was soundly asleep in the cabin, during late evening to night-time and in 3 meter waves. That was an incredible rush!
Its really awesome that you are able to live and share such an amazing experience! Sailing really changes your perception on what security means, every moment is key.
Also you shared a video of Yuval Noah Harari who is one of my favorite thinkers of our time. big kudos :)
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thanks @knot and awesome stories :) Great job on the solo sailing! haha
no you don't have to be rich to have the best fun sailing, my sailing dinghy is very old and wasn't expensive but it still makes a lot of fun. i haven't done big tours yet, always only on my lake but that every free minute with wind, nice to meet other sailors here
It really took a lot of courage told your mom about drop off your education just to catch your dream. and you have an understanding mom. I always thought sailing is a rich people hobby. You need owned a yacht. and that yacht cost a bomb.And you proof my perception was wrong. Any of us also can sailed as long as we have survivor skills.
Jon is a fighter, I admire his determination of sailing after he paralyzed.
I simply love what you have mentioned above. You hit the point on today world and how people lives.
Thanks very much :) Yep, Jon is absolutely a fighter.
And my poor mother haha :) This is an example of one of the letters I wrote her before my long sailing trip: https://www.bigworldsmallsasha.com/single-post/2018/06/09/Into-the-Wild
All the best!
Thanks for sharing the letter to your mama.. It very touched. She must have mixed feeling when she read your letter. But you really enjoyed your life and it what we should be,.. " enjoy life" Most of us too tied up with commitment and attached to it. We should detached our feeling and enjoy the life fullness like you. Wish you in good health and continue enjoy your life.
Yep absolutely :) Thanks! Wish you good health and an exciting meaningful life as well :)
I wish I had the courage to travel the world by sailing. I would also like to draw comic strips of my adventures while on board and share them on Steemit. But of course I would not last longer than a week alone in the vastness of the ocean... Thanks for your incredible story!
thanks :) Comic strips would be great! :)
Wow this is an amazing story you're so brave and i'm glad you did it it really paid off and what cool story you now have for life, its all about taking that risk or you'll never know. Brilliant, i wish you many more epic adventures and hopefully you'll continue to share it with us
thanks very much, I will :)
Me too! I always think sailing is for the rich people who owns a yacht. That was quite an awesome adventure @smallsasha. I enjoyed reading your courage, your passion, your drive in achieving what you want to experience in life, meeting so many interesting people and you have experienced a whole lot in those months / years by not spending much. But why are you and Jon no longer friends, if you don't mind me asking? (Itsok if you don't feel like talking about it).
I like the sunset photos and aaahh the sea is so blue and green! What a life that must have been :) Thank you so much for sharing your story with us @smallsasha :)
haha well the Jon thing is a very long story, I'll write about that one later ;) Actually I'm writing a book now about all my adventures in the past 11 years of traveling. You can find some of the content on my site: www.bigworldsmallsasha.com/blog Maybe I will post all the new parts of my book here first though, once I have them written ;)
All the best!
Oo hehe ok, I will wait for the Jon story. Ah a book in line, that is really cool! What is the estimated time of arrival? :)
And thank you for sharing the your blog. Hehe.. I like it "bigworldsmallsasha", it is indeed a big world out there. Ooo I love the photos of the mountain in Siberia: https://www.bigworldsmallsasha.com/single-post/2018/09/10/Hiking-Guide-to-the-Shumak-Trail-Siberia-Russia
Have a great weekend there @smallsasha! Travel on! :)
Thanks! You too :) Oh dk the estimated time of arrival for the book yet, probably a year or so at the rate I'm going now :)
Thank you! Hehe ok.. Take it easy, no pressure :)
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Hey @smallsasha, thank you for taking into such adventurous trip, the way how you write take a reader into your world. I love Australia and New Zealand and reading about your time there made me a bit jealous to be there and travel from one place to another, backpacking and learning new people. I believe these are two countries are just right for your people to enjoy outdoors, experience adventure and quite safe on other hand. You are lucky to meet such wonderful people and that is really great to be able to have a sail. To tell the truth it is not for me as I have bad motions sickness but of course as any other person I wished I would be able to travel with sail boats. I love old stories and book about pirates with their astonishing sailing ships and salt in the air.
Thank you for wonderful experience of your adventure and amazing pictures, I felt myself like I was there too :)
Cheers, from Art-supporting blog,@art-venture
Thank you very much :)
I also thought that browsing was only for rich people :), An incredible story and some really beautiful pictures .. A spectacular experience, I would also encourage me to do something like that, I love adventures! Excellent post friend, A big hug from Venezuela @smallsasha!
Thank you @naideth Big hug back from Russia! :)
I must say I expected another type of content when I decided to review this post (something like tips to travel economically). You can imagine my satisfaction as I unraveled its content and I found something completely different from what I expected (damn predisposition, do not you think?). It's much more than a simple anecdote, it's the product of a consummatory event in your life. An epiphany about the futility of desire and the true need of men.
To reach this type of revelation, it's usually necessary to experience a significant experience; It doesn't have to be exceptional or bizarre, sometimes it's only necessary to know a person.
Personally I believe that the exchange between people allows this kind of opportunities, to enrich our conscience, to broaden our perspectives; a change of paradigm.
I don't know you, so I can't say at all if that was what happened with you, but I can feel through the lines of your text that you are a person who has encountered a magical moment of personal growth.
Great post (and sorry for my bad english).
Absolutely :) Thank you very much (and your English is very good :))