I don’t mind isolation from the rest of society or being cooped up in a small space with a bunch of other people. The difference between the quarantine and being stuck out at sea is that the ocean is full of wonder.
It is the one place on earth where it seems we can truly disconnect and a primal part of our human kicks in to survive. The ocean has a way of finding every weakness in both you and your boat which tests each and every one of us. At times we have to reach to the deepest recesses of our mind to persevere through some of the toughest challenges the sea has to offer. Now most of us our stuck on solid ground, quarantined in our houses, connected to endless amounts of unsatisfying content that only drives us mad.
I’m writing this to encourage people not to forget that while the storm blows and its fucking terrifying, when we work together as a team and batten down the hatches, we have a chance to make it through this together. And then, we sail.
If you haven’t read the book Endurance, Shackleton’s incredible voyage by Alfred Lansin, it is an incredible story of survival in one of the harshest environments on earth.