First Time's the Charm
In a world growing smaller by the day, a seasoned circumnavigator finds that with the right mindset, the exotic is everywhere.
|The rewards for sailing all bundled up to ward off the elements of the high latitudes are the destinations one attain, such as the Chilean Channels of Patagonia.|
Just like someone sailing in home waters, the modern circumnavigator becomes a part-time sailor who jets back and forth. Flying has become a part of bluewater sailing, just like the compass. It’s rare, nowadays, for flying not to be an integral part of cruising.
This tendency toward part-time voyaging fills foreign bays with boats. And anything that grows noticeably popular loses its allure in the end. Yogi Berra once said, famously, “Nobody goes there anymore. It’s too crowded.” A potential circumnavigator may pay heed and decide to sail closer to home and for shorter durations. This way, the sailor can also keep pace with the demands of a career.
There may come a time when Hollywood decides to glorify on screen the era of the Haydens, Hiscocks, Smeetons, and Moitessiers—the wanderers of the world—as it did with the Wild West, where freedom actually only lasted a couple of decades. The fences across the prairie came quickly, quicker than Hollywood would have us believe. The many people, the many boats, the big world made much smaller—I see a parallel here. The era of footloose voyaging, as it evolved from the 1950s through the early 1980s, is more and more becoming cruising that’s bound toward a reeflike maze of regulations.