Back in 1986, when we were poised to try bluewater cruising for the first time on freelance, our 28-foot cutter, three questions loomed: Would we like living on a boat? Did we have the right stuff for crossing an ocean, just the two of us? Would we like the cruising life? By the end of three-quarters of a Pacific Ocean circle, from Southern California to Baja, the South Pacific, New Zealand, Australia, and Japan, the answer to all three questions was yes. But five years on, and with us feeling restless, another question had arisen: Now what? Harriet's a type A personality, and I'm pretty close. We like to kick back and relax, but we also need to accomplish things, and we weren't sure how to do that while cruising. Sailing in Tonga, we'd met a husband and wife, both medical professionals, on Christopher Robin, a Valiant 40. They were island-hopping the Pacific with sail bags full of donated prescription glasses, which they fit for locals during shoreside eye clinics; they also performed the occasional cataract surgery. They were having a great time putting their professional skills to use and collecting friends wherever they wandered. All of which got us thinking: Was there a similar "something more" component that we could add to our cruising adventures?