Saturday, May 10, 2008
Careening Sea Wolf in the Barra lagoon
The voyage of the Sea Wolf with crew Baby Tallulah and Ruby the Cat is coming to an end. We trip over blocks and miniature maracas and accidentally lock knees while the cat makes a bed on our only towel and start to think, maybe it is time to try something new. Sailing offshore, Baby Tallulah squirms and cries while her exhausted mother throws up. We imagine life in, say, a boat large enough for another, adult-sized crew member. Maybe a boat that only makes short passages between Caribbean islands, something like that (I think, memories of massive discomfort still disturbingly fresh). We are preparing Sea Wolf for sale to another lucky person or persons as we ready ourselves to leave Mexico for parts as-yet undetermined. But, though the voyage of Sea Wolf, at least with us aboard, may be ending, The Path of the Blazing Sarong lives on.