Understanding to action. Adventure.
I have been meaning to add a few ideas to this blog for quite a few weeks now, but guess what, I have been totally involved, in fact up to my neck in an adventure, so this is the first day since the end of March that I have time to write. Ridiculous!
I spent April preparing a boat that needed much love and care, and then the next 5 weeks sailing through some very engaging conditions to Alaska. But this journey is an ongoing saga until September and currently too complex a set of emotions to attempt to join the dots between understanding and adventure.
One of the parts of my character that tends to dominate events is that I have the ability to “make things happen”. So I enjoy, in fact thrive upon, expanding dreams into actions. Dreams are not necessarily “understanding”, but they do provide the energy, framework and impetus to get you started.
Six years ago Laura and I, whilst sailing in the Mexican Sea of Cortez, realized that it would potentially be a great area to kayak in. We were aware that it would suit us well to kayak in warm conditions, that our combined knowledge and skill sets could deal with the seas and unpredictable wind conditions but it still took six years to turn that understanding into action. The vagaries of life and other adventures just kept blocking our chance to put the dream into action.
Luckily we resorted to the old trick of completely committing to a sensible date and agreeing to go with our friend John who we most certainly did not want to let down. Plenty of excuses rolled along to make us rethink, such as squeezing 3 kayaks on the roof of our VW Jetta and driving from Canada to Mexico on snowy, windswept roads. Not the right vehicle or time of year but we had to play the cards we were dealt. The 3-week kayak trip down the desert coastline for 300 miles was fantastic. Every day had to be taken as it came. Strong winds came up quickly, we did not have weather forecasts, and drinking-water was a challenge but a planned-for one. The desert, seas and beaches were empty but for the occasional fisherman, blue whale or dolphin.
As is often the case we realized that our understanding of the venture had underestimated its beauty, the help we would receive whenever we met people, and the deep thrill we felt as we paddled out each day into an unknown, unpredictable coastline. There was much relief at the end but we did not really want to stop. We were very pleased that we had turned a glimpse of a good idea into a memorable action.