The Fallacy of Planning
09 April 2014 | Clarence Town, Long Island, Bahamas
Elizabeth
Lat/Lon are updated for where we are currently. The photo is of a woman walking the beach in the late afternoon taken from the stern of Skylark.
I recently read a blog post from a couple who left PR for the Bahamas on what should have been a two day passage and turned into 5-6 days. Several unexpected weather-related issues forced them to search in vain for a protected anchorage. Everywhere they tried was too rough, dangerous or impossible getting into safely. They wrote of starting out with Plan A only to revise it to Plan B, C, D, E, etc. That's a lot of negotiating; they must have been exhausted with limited sleep from their passage. A situation like that in adverse conditions takes an abundance of mental concentration even when well-rested. I cringed over their story but related to that sense of offering oneself up to the elements. "Here I am, take me!" Not in the sense of giving up the fight but in the recognition that our agendas may not be anything close to what we get. There's no time for complaining, just time enough to think fast about a new game plan and hope it's the right one. Sometimes it is. We might like to think we have control but in reality the only thing we can determine is whether we'll remain flexible and open to changing conditions. Always open to change. This is true in land life as well, but more ominous and anxiety-provoking at sea. It seems to me it's human nature to lean in the direction of the original plan regardless of evidence to the contrary...rarely a smart idea on a boat.