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Throw off the bowlines...Sail away from the safe harbor...... Catch the trade winds in your sails! Explore......Dream..... Discover!!!!
Rebecca even learned to windsurf at Kwaj!
Patrick Childress
05/08/2013, Kwajalein

Rebecca spent some time, ecspecially when we first got to Kwajalein, learning a new skill - windsurfing....she injured her shoulder at Kwaj so there wont be any more of that for a long time, but it was fun while it lasted!

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The Horizon is Calling!
Patrick and Rebecca Childress
05/08/2013, Departing Kwajalein Atoll


"It is almost time to go to lunch" I facetiously say to Rebecca. We had become used to eating on schedule, three times a day. It was so convenient to pick up a tray at the dining hall then pile food and deserts on our plates. And when finished, some hard working person, whose chest only could we see through the stainless steel slit of the dish room, took our dirty plates. Life in Kwajalein was convenient. Now, with Brick House anchored at a different island in the atoll, hunger pangs creep in but it seems too much trouble to figure out what to dig out of a storage locker and how to prepare it. We did become spoiled with shore side amenities while working our one year contracts. That part of our sailing adventure is complete. As cruisers, we feel fortunate to have stumbled onto those jobs; our bank accounts are well stocked and the supplies now stuffed on Brick House has made our medium displacement boat a heavy displacement boat. We will certainly miss our neighbors and friends we leave behind at Kwaj. They were fellow sailors, SCUBA divers and adventurers who also enjoyed working on a tropical island. The horizon is calling so we leave today to return to Rongerik, an uninhabited atoll two days sail north. After several days there, we will turn south east for Lautoka, Fiji where we will haul Brick House to paint the bottom before sailing west to Vanuatu and Australia. Bye everyone at Kwajalein- we already miss you and hope you will stay in touch always!

We have a weather window coming to a close this weekend, so it looks like we will be departing sooner rather than later from the atoll. Maybe as soona s this afternoon. The next atoll is about 150 miles northeastward, so we hope to make anchor by the end of the weekend. Freedom.

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05/10/2013 | Terry
Miss you guys! I throughly enjoyed getting to know you and hearing about your adventures, you were the inspiration and encouragement toward my newfound sailing pastime. Best to you in your travels! Lets keep in touch!

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I'd Pick More Daisies

I'd Pick More Daisies
By 
Nadine Stair, age 85

If I had my life to live over,
       	I'd try to make more mistakes next time.
            	I would relax. I would limber up.
      I would be sillier than I have on this trip.
      I would be crazier. I would be less hygienic.
   I would take more chances, I would take more trips.
  I would climb more mountains, swim more rivers, 
		and watch more sunsets.
I would burn more gasoline. I would eat more ice cream and less beans.
  I would have more actual troubles and fewer imaginary ones.
         You see, I am one of those people who lives
    prophylactically and sensibly and sanely, 
	hour after hour, day after day.
 
               Oh, I have had my moments
  And if I had it to do over again, I'd have more of them.
        In fact, I'd try to have nothing else. 
	   Just moments,one after another.
      Instead of living so many years ahead each day.
     I have been one of those people who never go anywhere
    without a thermometer, a hot water bottle, a gargle, a
		raincoat, and a parachute.
 
    If I had to do it over again, I would go places and do things.
                       I'd travel lighter than I have.
      If I had my life to live over, I would start barefooted
         earlier in the spring and stay that way later in the fall.
           I would play hooky more. I wouldn't make such good grades
		      except by accident.
                   I would ride on merry-go-rounds.
 
                        I'd pick more daisies!