Prep For Boating
Lessons on Living
any image to see a larger version.
||My heart sank. Broken
props meant trouble. They were becoming our
Nemesis. At the end of a holiday weekend in
French territory, with unknown mechanical
capabilities, we were in for big trouble.
||Being an integral part of
nature had become a compulsive way of life.
||Once clear of the locks, a
steady, potent, high speed cut through the
rushing water was essential to avoid smashing
into land, sea wall or rocks.
||The wooden vessel had a
hole in her side. She was intentionally run
aground. Even though she was just a work boat she
still remains in the same spot where Americans
and Canadians alike continue to enjoy discovery
among the Thousand Islands.
||Seventy-two miles to Port
Severn lay ahead. They would be some of the most
fascinating but tedious of any of Spirited's
||On our calmer days just
being alive, feeling no compelling forces - this
was the true reward of living aboard Spirited.
||All manner of obstacles
were out there waiting for us. Success and
confidence had to be the winners. Emotional
instability and low-esteem had to be the losers,
lest we believe that trouble would always be our
||The challenge posed by
trouble seemed to be the suitor of serenity.
aging process... it appears that most people
lessen the number of obstacles in their paths. On
Spirited we just kept adding them. This
era of my life had become an obsessive commitment
far greater than anticipated, but unbelievably rewarding.