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Life Lessons from Crossing the Gulf Stream
My Trip from Florida to the Bahamas on a Sailboat.
I had only started sailing in the previous 6 months, helping the real Sailor move his Cheoy Lee designed sailboat, Blown Away from Rhode Island to Florida on weekends, a good way to social distance and be outside, although a tad cold. I still confused “port” with “starboard.”
If I had learned anything in the past 4 years, it is:
Say “Yes”
This applies to life. Say yes whenever possible. You only get one life. Live it.
I spent too long in a rut. I was waiting to live. I committed to saying yes to any and all adventures that came my way. This includes: portaging in the Boundary Waters of Canada, handling reindeer, going to tech school, starting my own business, and now…crossing the Gulf Stream on a sailboat.
True confessions — the boat has a motor and we used it.
I call him the Sailor because I do not know enough to sail on my own; I simply follow instructions. He was acting as the captain and I was the first mate, but as friends, we avoided those titles. This is lesson number two:
