Off-topic brag

I've always loved to write. My first short story was published when I was in 8th grade, when my science teacher submitted it to the state teachers' organization's newsletter. When I was 18, I had two short stories published in the same month, in separate science fiction and fantasy magazines. I was so proud when I got the checks for those two sales. I immediately called my mom to let her know. Her response was "I hope you don't think you can make a living doing that!" Since that was exactly what I'd been hoping (and those two checks were more than two week's salary at my minimum-wage student library worker job), her comment hit me pretty hard. I didn't completely stop writing, but I did stop submitting my work for publication.

Fast forward 17 years. I'd started participating in NaNoWriMo during my divorce. NaNoWriMo is an annual challenge to write 50,000 words during the month of November. I was an area organizer through my library, and in 2005 I churned out an erotica novella I called Strip.

The other people in my group encouraged me to polish it up and submit it to various publishers. I did, and got a stack of rejection letters. Then I got one acceptance. Strip is being published as an ebook from New Concepts Publishing.

Today, I got the cover art.


Never stop reaching for a dream.

Boat transportation

Some of the boats I've been drooling over are, unfortunately, on the wrong coast. I have no problem with bringing a boat down the Eastern Seaboard as needed; chances are very good that Hubster could get the requisite time off to make the trip as easy as possible. Bringing a boat through the Panama Canal, though--that's a whole different kettle of fish. For one thing, the trip time would be measured in weeks, not days. For another, coming through the Canal requires the hire of a local pilot. Considering it would just be me, the kids and a total stranger on board for the crossing--um, no. Call me paranoid if you like. I don't mind.

I've been looking at boat transport options. All of the West Coast boats that have captured my interest have been in the 60'-70' range. Shipping a boat of that size with a float on/float off transport company would be the most economical means of transport, particularly if I'm uncertain of the vessel's seaworthiness (and let's face it, a boat that size in my price range is likely a dock queen, and may not be up to long distance blue water cruising without some renovation). The quotes I've seen for this kind of transport have been around $50-60K, and would mainly cover the Canal portion of the trip. I'd still have to get the boat to the pick-up point (Baja Mexico) and from the drop-off (South Florida) to home.

Another option is to hire a crew to bring the boat down the West Coast, through the Canal and up the Eastern Seaboard. Again, the boat may have seaworthiness problems, the crew would be at least two people, we'd have to pay for the Canal crossing and the required pilot and for all supplies needed for the trip, which would probably take about two months, provided weather was good.

Last option would be remove the masts, rudder and keel and shipping her across-country on a trailer. That would run $15-20K for the transport, plus the costs of prepping the boat prior and getting her back into the water afterwards. We'd also be facing the possibility of the boat being too long to ship overland.

No matter what, buying a West Coast boat, no matter how good a deal, would mean shelling out several thousand dollars in transportation costs. That would mean we'd have to get a second loan, with all the attendant problems of that. Not many banks would be happy with a call for an unsecured $60K loan.

Probably best to stick with East Coast vessels, no matter how sweet the West Coast deals get.

So much STUFF!

I look around at all the stuff we have, and I despair of getting rid of it all.

It's obvious we're not going to fit it all on a boat. Right now, I'm sitting in the room where the kids and I spend most of our spare time. I'm pecking away at a desktop and watching a decade-old big-screen tv. There's a printer/copier/scanner next to me. On the other side is an easel, with the disassembled remnants of a hamster cage tucked underneath. Behind me is a sleeper-sofa, a coffee table, a gaming chair and a giant stuffed duck (courtesy of an old AFLAC promotion).There are toys everywhere, tucked into the cranies of the table, spilling out of the closet, strewn across the floor.

This one room is about the same amount of space we'll have on board.

I'm intimidated by how much stuff we have to get rid of before we can do this. I'm debating if I should go for garage sales, Craigslist ads, or if I should just say "to hell with it" and call an auction company to come take care of it for me.

We have to pare down, and we have to start now.

A few definitions

Schooner--A sailing vessel with two or more masts. The second mast, called the mainmast, is equal in height or taller than the foremast. A gaff-rigged schooner will carry an additional square sail on the foremast. Schooners are noted for speed and windward agility.

Ketch--A sailing vessel with two masts. The first mast is the mainmast, and the second, shorter mast is the mizzenmast. Noted for ease of handling.

Yawl--A sailing vessel with two masts. The mizzenmast is located aft of (behind) the rudder post. The mizzen sail is used for trim and balance rather than propulsion. Very popular with single-handed sailors.

Every year, a number of yacht clubs get together to sponsor the Great Chesapeake Bay Schooner Race. Around 30-40 schooners will enter the race, sailing from Annapolis, MD to Portsmouth, VA, a distance of 127 nautical miles. Times to finish range from 12 to 20 hours. Proceeds go to providing educational opportunities to introduce children to the wonders of the Chesapeake Bay. Hubster wants to enter this race at some point in time.

Another possiblity

The Hubster has found a ship that he is absolutely lusting after now. I have to admit, she seems like she'd be a good choice for us. I'm actually concerned that she may be a little overly large! She's 70' overall, 55' on deck, so she may be too big for me to handle by myself. If she is, I guess I'll have to put off sailing the Eastern Seaboard until the kids are physically strong enough to help with hoisting sails.

I'm in the process of exchanging emails with the current owner, who runs a whale-watching expedition business in Nova Scotia.

The big downside here is the business owner has commitments involving the ship well into next fall. Hopefully we'd actually have time to get her surveyed, buy her, get her down here, make any necessary updates and get moved aboard before our current lease is up in October! There's nothing like a hard deadline to send planning into high gear.

Dock shopping

Schooner Red Bird

The kids and I have started visiting various open-access marinas in the area. My 9 year old daughter, R, calls it "dock shopping, like window shopping only better!" Doing this is serving two purposes. One, we're getting out to see what local boats are advertised for sale. Two, we're getting an idea of the amenities offered by area marinas. The kids have decided they really want to live someplace that has access to a floating swimming pool.

While doing this, we happened across a sweet little hermaphrodite brig schooner. She's a gorgeous little boat, and she's available. Unfortunately, at 26' feet at the waterline she's just too small for a family of four. But hey, we know the look we want is out there. It's just a matter of not giving up and working for the best.

What started it all

It all began when the Hubster said, "I've always wanted to live on a tall ship."

It was meant as a joke. We were house-hunting and going into sticker shock at the cost of real estate. Just on a whim, I went to Yacht World to look at a few boats. What we found is that not only would a boat large enough to live on cost significantly less than a house, but that there are literally thousands of people already living aboard in marinas around the US. People like us--folks with jobs, kids, dogs, the works. We also found that since the cost of boats wasn't going through a period of bubble price inflation they were holding their value at a fairly consistent rate.

We did some calculating. Yes, it would be small, and we'd have to get rid of a lot of our stuff to make this kind of a move. Really, though, do we need a tv for every person in the family? How about three computers? Do I need to be hanging on to clothes I haven't fit in since before the kids were born? Not really. Can the four of us really live in a space somewhat smaller than your average one-bedroom apartment? I certainly hope so!

So now we've switched from house hunting to boat hunting. I'm using this space to chronicle the frustrations and joys, keep a list of the things we like and the things we don't, and hopefully get to casting off with my sanity more or less intact, or at least as intact as it's ever been.