September 9, 2011 , Halifax
Something interesting happened today. As I was in the very quiet and very full morning elevator ride, one of the people got off before me, and very cheerfully and laughingly said "have a great day everyone" as she exited.
Interesting because I don't think half the people in the elevator "heard her" or if they did, not one reacted. Of those that might have heard her, there was not one smile that cracked a face. Except for one, that smiled and said, "you too".
And after saying "you too" I realized that that was the wake up call that I needed to get out of my funk and live the present moment.
Some mornings it's hard to get up and at 'em. Some mornings are easier than others. And really I have nothing to complain about but some mornings there's just more energy in this little body of mine. Today is a let me sleep, leave me alone, I don't want to go to work, i don't want to think, engage or parlay type of morning, which kind of sucks, but since I'm a firm believer in Thoughts becoming Things, I really want to end my day with a resounding "yehaaa, what a fantastic and Wunderschön type of day today was !!
And it started this morning with a stranger wishing us all "a great day" and made me vow that in my next contact with someone I would cheerfully wish them "a Wunderschön day" too !!
I think that the above reflects one of the differences between life on land and the recent month of nomadic liveaboard cruising lifestyle we experienced where people were in slow motion, smiling, laughing, interacting, helping...
Have a Wunderschön type of day everyone, or if it's not happening, then MAKE IT SO !
PS: Weather looks promising, so a sailabout might be in the works tonight :) Now that's a Wunderschön thing !!
September 5, 2011 , Halifax Harbour et environs
So here we be, my last day of "vacation" and we wanted to take the "kids" on a sailabout... we had woken up to fog and drizzle and grey skies, but by the time we got all our SCHTUFF together, it was almost all cleared up, the skies were blue, the sun was out, and man was it windy !!
The white caps didn't deter us, no sir !!
There was such great wind that we easily sailed all the way to Long Cove, Bedford, and then all the way back (at one point clocking in at 10 knots)... Need I say that Dave thoroughly enjoyed himself as this was truly manhandling the boat, waves, wind and well... we were a tad overpowered, but man, what fun !! The "kids" loved the speed, and well, didn't seem to mind getting a tad wet in the process...
We picked up our mooring ball at Timmin's Cove, by McNabs island, fed our ravenous selves, watched two enormous bald eagles hunt and majestically soar the skies, and then went for a wee hike on McNabs Island before it got too foggy and too late.
Hard to describe the richness of the colours surrounding us, the colourful greens and the silence of the wind whistling through the trees... saw a deer in total stillness, listened to the crickets, and by the time we crossed the island, the lighthouse was already ensconced in fog and we knew it was time to head back.
Head back home. Head back to reality. Head back to work (for me anyways) and head back to a new routine. But as I told Dave it's not The End. It is not Heading Back. It is merely HEADING ONWARD ...
September 4, 2011 , Halifax, NS
Question : What do you do after a month on the water, you come back home, and you're home less than 24 hours ?
So that was that... we spent Friday evening and Saturday morning getting reacclimatized to life on land (the house is HUGE to us now !) and the mailbox was just a tad overflowing, aha, but we didn't miss anything, just our family and friends. Then by early afternoon, we were alone and the weather was nice, and we were afraid that Banyan might be feeling kind of lonely, so off we went for a Saturday afternoon sail about.
Difference between pleasure sailing and live aboard sailing.... Live-aboard sailing, you go place, from point A to point B, and yes it's pleasure. But pleasure sailing, like we did yesterday in familiar waters, was just playing with the sails, and the wind, and dodging traffic, seeing the Volleyball tournament and the Halifax waterfront, once again, in all its splendour. Had a delicious supper and watched the sunset, then went on an evening putt-putt to see the twinkly evening lights dot the shoreline.
September 3, 2011 , Shearwater
And we arrived home, safe and sound, early afternoon yesterday, after a motor, and a sail, and a motor ... unloaded the boat, loaded the house, started some laundry, got some groceries, got some hugs, and here we are... getting settled back to life on land, at least for the time being...
September 2, 2011 , Rogues Roost
Another short sail about had us sailing past Peggy's Cove in all its splendour, with all the daredevil tourists precariously perched at the outermost edges of the rocks, surf pounding and all, and we arrived safe and sound in Rogues Roost... at low tide no less.
You would hardly know that this is a beautiful anchorage unless you had "prior local knowledge" as getting in and out requires a bit of tricky manoeuvring, especially at low tide.
We spent a lovely day touring Prospect, visiting with Fred and Ricki (Windspiel), celebrating our 2 month wedding anniversary...
August 31, 2011 , Scotch Cove
We left LaHave properly equipped with goodies from the very famous Lahave Bakery - cheese and herb bread and blueberry muffins, need I say more ? We really could've put a dent in our cruising budget had we wanted to buy everything in the bakeshop, the sweet treats were definitely calling our name but we hightailed it out of there before we did too much damage to both our pocketbooks and our waistlines. Aha !!
A great sail was had even though the seas were still rather confused from the Hurricane Irene remnants, but nothing to worry about at all, other than seeing the waves crash along the shoreline in big bursts of ocean spray.
By mid-afternoon, we sailed into Scotch Cove, by Graves Island and anchored in a perfectly protected and secluded spot overlooking the inlet and outlooking the harbour, just beautiful.
A short dinghy ride later had us coming up on the small beach at Graves Provincial Park where we went for a little walkabout... a few campers out and about, families playing ball and enjoying pic-nik's, t'was nice...