Anchors

 

When be bought Folly she came with a CQR anchor, 40 feet of chain, 200 feet of rode, and it was just barely sufficient. Every time we used it we mumbled a silent prayer for calm winds and good holding. We now have a nice new 40 pound Rocna and 300 feet of chain. It was pricey but, to us, that’s the price of a good night’s sleep........ But wait a minute............that’s not what this is about.

The anchors I want to talk about are the things preventing us from leaving the dock; keeping us tethered to land with an imaginary anchor and chain. You know, they are the things that we find hard to leave when making plans to leave the comfort of home for a life on the sea far away from family, friends, and earthly possessions.

Without question, our grandchildren Nolan and Sophie are our anchors.   We will miss them terribly.  I feel a pang every time I think of leaving them but I have to remind myself that they will be fine and probably won’t even miss us. After all, it’s not like we can’t stay in touch. Technology is getting better and easier to access every day.

Everyone has anchors, we have a few more ourselves. According to our original plan we should be retired by now and leaving next month. By now we should have said adios to our employers but darn it....that’s hard to do. Don’t get me wrong. We could leave work in a heart beat but saying goodbye to a paycheck is another thing. The longer we work now, the bigger the cruising kitty will be then. So there’s anchor #2.

And what do we do with the house? Should we sell it? No! Then, should we rent it to strangers? Yikes! Should we leave it empty? Not on your life! So what’s the answer? Until we figure that out this is our anchor #3.

Then there is my 92-year-old mother and Harley’s 84-year old mom. Now I’m not calling them anchors because that would be mean but we do worry about them and can’t imagine leaving them at this stage in their lives. My mom especially because I’m the only caregiver in the family.

I admire those people who can say to hell with it, sell everything, and leave this rat race in exchange for adventure. All I can say is, they must have weak anchors.

Yes we do have a few bugs in the plan but I have no doubt it will all come together. In the meantime we plan to enjoy life to the fullest. Every day is a gift to be used wisely.