And so it begins...

Actual Date of Events: End of September

It is funny how opportunities reveal themselves and the manor in which they become discovered. Never had I thought of sailing as a means of traveling until now. This opportunity has been an experience that I could not even began to adequately describe and I am so thankful. Never have I kept a journal, never have I been good at writing long emails or keeping in touch with family and friends. I hope that through this Blog I am able to share some of my many adventures with those close to me.

And so it begins…
The one thing about myself that I am certain of is my inability to conform to routine. If I remain in one place for too long, I constantly am searching for change, for a new adventure. This is both my biggest downfall as well as my driving force. Though at times it has proven to be a burden, this trait has propelled me to explore and constantly be searching for something new. I accredit this emotion with my decision to sail.

One evening after sailing on a friends boat at Fern Ridge Lake and upon consuming a copious amount of alcohol a discussion ensued about hitchhiking the seas (thank you Darrell, Charlie, and Genie!). That evening when I returned home I sketched the above drawing, realizing the potential of what it truly represented. Within two weeks, after a little research online and without much thought I had booked a one-way ticket to Tahiti, French Polynesia. Soon I would board a 44ft Gulfstar sailboat with an unknown captain and an unknown crew to depart across the Pacific, final destination New Zealand.