A little about us. We live just outside of San Francisco (because it’s a great city, you just wouldn’t wanna to live there). Call me crazy but I'm just not a fan of fog and parkas in June. We have four kids between us last time I checked, with only one still in the house part time. The others fled to college, mostly because they like to eat good food and the rule in my house is whatever I make can’t take longer to cook than to eat (the devious scheme worked).
Our someday plan is to sell our belongings, buy a boat and with reckless abandon sail away and never look back. For now our crazy plan is mostly secret because, first, it’s crazy and second, because we have jobs and we need our jobs, you know, to save up to pay for the boat. So we decided to start a blog to share our experiences leading up to the big geronimo – because the only people on the internet that will read this is our family anyway.
Stephane has done a few TransPac and PacCup races, placing well in various divisions including one being double-handed. When we met about ten years ago, we started talking about cruising. He’s originally from Brittany France, so he’s got that Breton sailing blood and enjoys the idea of a more simple life. I love the ocean and am into hillbilly camping of any kind, (because it brings me back to my roots growing up on a log cabin with an outhouse), so our goals are aligned. After spending some time with him sailing, we decided to join a sailing club here in SF because I wanted to take sailing classes. It dawned on me one day in bad current and full fog that if he fell off the boat we would both die – which wasn’t really in my plan. He tagged along with me in the classes because I used to be cute back then, and having him there helped me a lot when we got to the Navigation course, which made me cry...and I never cry!
We have accumulated different sailing certifications, though our kids remain unimpressed. Stephane is closet-overachiever and recently completed the RYA Yachtmaster Certification. We bareboat charter during anything resembling a vacation, hosting trips shamelessly begging everyone we know into joining us. We don’t tell them about the seasick part, at least not right away. We’ve done Belize, BVIs, Channel Islands, Sea of Cortez and day sails/weekend of all sorts around these parts. Like many other fanatics like us, we save money on weekends binge watching boat videos on YouTube and debating over really important things like lithium batteries and whether or not air conditioning is a requirement on the boat. Quick tip if you are a man trying to talk your wife into living on a boat, A/C is a requirement if you want to cuddle anywhere near the equator and stay married through the hot-flash era, so just put it on the list and move on.
While we spend our working days disguised as grown ups, talking about the need to regulate Artificial Intelligence and whether Blockchain is going to be a thing, on weekends we devour information and stalk people at boat shows learning everything we can about how people make a life on the water. We continue to be amazed by at the lack of practical information needed to make such a significant life change, outside the whisper network. Especially since in 100 years from now the planet will be underwater so it sorta feels like finding such information should be as easy as buying car insurance online.
Many cruising forums are rich with information, but can we start with a decent user interface and proper search tools? And unfortunately, like all other forums, there’s lots of trolling and shaming, which honestly is not helpful. The sailing community itself is amazing, the people are incredible, with tons of information about sailing and boats but it seems like there should be more information about HOW to decide to make such a big life change, considering this is like buying a floating spaceship and living on Mars.
Our goal here is to share our own neurosis, I mean analysis, and information we are finding as we try to turn our dream into a plan.
Triskele - What's the squiggly, circle thing?
We chose the triskele as our symbol because (to us) it means finding ultimate balance of mind, body and spirit - something we desperately need more of. It originated from Celtic traditions in 3200 BC, so over the last zillion years it has come to mean many different things akin to being 'in harmony' so we are going with that. It's also prevalent in Brittany where Stephane grew up...and sorta looks like waves...or a boat propeller depending on your perspective.
We wanted to have put our own spin on the triskele, so we were lucky enough to find a talented designer to put our vision into a beautiful piece of art. We wanted to show the harmony of all things - ocean life, waves and wind, the elements we would be depending on as we embraced this adventure.