Woke up: Chula Vista Marina, Chula Vista, California, USA
Went to sleep: Chula Vista Marina, Chula Vista, California, USA
I didn’t write a single word regarding the one year anniversary of our voyage as September 1st came and went. It seems gypsydom is no longer a unique adventure but rather a way of life. A life style which has included 8-1/2 years living on this boat. We love this boat more all the time. Peter’s improvements. All the comforts of home. Being on the water. A sparkling sunrise. It’s been fabulous. I’m so grateful we have been able to do this.
We left Portland Monday, September 1, 2014. My friend, Lynda Davis, and our dock neighbor, Rob, were on hand to say “Good Bye.” I knew 15 feet from the dock, leaving Portland was going to hurt. And it did, for a very long time.
One evening several weeks later in Morro Bay, I was crying, missing my family, friends and work. Peter said, “Sweetheart, I’m sorry I ruined your life.” Precious Peter. He always only wants for me to be happy.
The next day I met Cass Sinclair. Cass was my first female friend and will always hold a special place in my heart.
Following our arrival in Cabo San Lucas and the end of the Baja Ha Ha, our crew Alex and Krista went home and again I found myself homesick and crying. That evening, anchored in Los Muertos, we met Ed and Melinda.
Over the past year, my mom has become extremely demented. It feels like losing someone you love in slow motion.
We’ve thoroughly enjoyed our stay at the Chula Vista Marina.
Peter has done phenomenal things to our boat and I’ve received resounding acclaim as the resident yoga teacher.
We’ve made acquaintances. Several couples on our dock also intend to leave for Mexico this fall. Perhaps we’ll meet again somewhere down the road. We’ve signed up to join 112 other boats leaving San Diego on October 27th with the 2015 Baja Ha Ha.
We know it’s going to be infinitely easier and more fun our second time around. This year we’ll already know where to drop the anchor, where to beach the dinghy, the location of the tienda and the lavenderia and how to use public transportation.
Our new toys, My Boat,
and Peter’s SUP, will make playing together on the water more fun. With less effort required to conduct daily business, I’m hopeful we’ll take time to explore inland destinations. We look forward to seeing places we already know and have enjoyed.
And having friends visit.
So it goes. On and on. For the time we’re given. Ups and downs. Heartbreak and joy. I ask myself, “What brings me joy?” The answer: A job well done. A single act of kindness. Holding my loved ones dear.
When Peter and I finish this little adventure, we plan to return to our home in Bend, Oregon. Once there, I intend never again to say good-bye.