It has been nice to be here where my sister is. She has been kind enough to share her car, so we can get some things done. Also, short walk to a bathroom, and a nice coffee house “The Kind Grind” They are very nice there, free internet and great view of the ocean. So here we are stuck in Santa Cruz, waiting for the weather to break. Looks like maybe Monday before we leave.
Wednsday was a little rough, it was cold, and I am apprehensive about the upcoming overnighter to San Simeon. Debated on whether to share my feelings, but good bad or ugly, it may help someone later.
When it is cold, no wind, and you have been motoring for days with what feels like little progress, spirits sag. While dreaming and planning the adventure, you pictures idyllic days with smooth sea’s, sun, fair winds, and surfing long slow swells.
You do NOT plan for no wind, wallowing in beam on waves, ice cold, and sleepless nights with clanging noises and jerking boat movements. I see people shopping, going out to eat, dressed like regular people, not homeless people and I wonder. This is when doubts arise. Did we do the right thing? Is this a mistake? Are we strong enough, mentally and physically?
We have determined this is the price of admission, and it is paid in advance. So, we will pay the price, and continue on with sunny skies, and warm sandy beaches in our dreams.
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