s/v Skylark

It's Always An Adventure

02 September 2017 | Yarmouth, ME
02 September 2017 | Yarmouth, ME
15 January 2017 | Hope, Maine
15 January 2017 | Falmouth Harbour, Antigua
15 January 2017 | Falmouth Harbour, Antigua
15 January 2017 | Bethel Maine
15 January 2017 | Bethel Maine
15 January 2017 | Hope Maine
01 January 2017 | Bethel, Maine
01 January 2017 | Bethel, Maine
01 January 2017 | Bethel, Maine
01 January 2017 | Bethel, Maine
01 January 2017 | Bethel, Maine
13 December 2016 | Bethel, Maine
13 December 2016 | Bethel, Maine
13 December 2016 | Charlotte, NC
01 December 2016 | Charlotte, NC
01 December 2016 | Charlotte, NC
20 November 2016 | Washington DC/Charlotte NC
06 November 2016 | Bethel, Maine

Skylark's New Family

02 September 2017 | Yarmouth, ME
Elizabeth
Meet Tim and Diane, lovely people who are the new caretaker's of s/v Skylark.

The End

02 September 2017 | Yarmouth, ME
Elizabeth
(This post was written prior to Hurricane Harvey hitting Texas. Ed and I would like to pay tribute to everyone living through the devastation and trauma of such massive flooding and destruction)

It is with a hefty sprinkling of embarrassment and pinch of guilt that I am here writing my last post after failing to close out Skylark's blog in a clean, definitive way. I dropped it without ceremony or fanfare, an anemic "end" to what had been my sustenance during our cruising years. The blog deserved better. I started posting in 2011 immediately after moving onto Skylark fulltime. We heard from many of you who enjoyed following us and were always pleased to know you were out there witnessing our journey. Your support and enthusiasm was genuinely appreciated. Sometime after becoming a land dweller I posted a sort-of, sort-of-not goodbye post. But it wasn't really the last one. You knew it, I knew it; everyone who followed Skylark's blogs as faithfully as I posted them knew it. It was merely a pause button that ran its course, continuing its silence until the batteries ran dead. Pitiful. Why has it has taken me so long to write a legitimate farewell post? I have no real excuse but it felt undone, an unwritten chapter to a deserving story. I simply found it impossible to do this until Skylark found another home.

I am now ready to turn the lights out on Skylark's blog and say goodnight.
There may be no one left to read this, everyone having moved on to other blogs. If anyone is out there, perhaps you'll forgive my neglect and read one last time. At any rate, this is the end for Skylark and her family of three. A man, a woman and a dog. Three in a boat. Skylark is moving on to a new owner, a couple who will undoubtedly love and care for her in the manner to which she's been accustomed. We are saying goodbye, formally and properly with gratitude for all we've encountered and all Skylark has offered us.

What do I say in closing? I think it is simply "thank you". For the opportunity to live our dream, witness remarkable sights and meet extraordinary people (some of whom will be lifelong friends), to have learned to live simply, resourcefully, and independently. We faced insecurities, anxieties, fear, and adrenaline spikes not of the fun kind. We encountered nature as friend and foe, sometimes in the same breath. Often in the same breath. We became intimate with creatures of the sea, trees, earth. Time served itself up in packages unrecognizable from our previous lives, such as how long before a squall would clip our wings, how many minutes before a tanker crossed our bow without threat of collision, how many miles before running low on diesel, water or daylight. There were the usual cruising-on-a-sailboat questions as well, such as where to wash clothes, buy food, find the best rum (oh yeah) and whether a bright moon would guide us on a long night passage or the stars provide entertainment instead. We worked hard, played hard, and loved each other throughout, deepening our mutual respect with every challenge we faced together. Luna tolerated everything with the spirit of a good sport. What's not to love about a dog like Luna? I am proud of what we accomplished, wistful about the dreams we didn't realize, filled with admiration for the abundant skills of my captain. He was remarkably patient and responsive to my needs and I hope he would say the same about me. I believe he would. I admit to being surprised by how seldom I was afraid and how adaptable we both were when life threw obstacles in our path. Who knew? Life at sea was sometimes outside our comfort zone and yet it was instinctive, as if we were born to have an experience precisely like the one we had.

We do not look back with regret but we do look back. I hope we always do, remaining cognizant of the fact that adventures are often waiting at our feet, dreams are worthy of exploring even if not as envisioned and sacrifice is a necessary ingredient for creating what's important. The world is packed to the gills with opportunity to test our resilience and strength while surrendering the arrogant belief that we ever control nature. We can deepen our understanding of the world around us and create awe-struck moments when we realize life is an eternal supply of full-eclipse experiences that take our breath away. Because it is.

So that's it. Thank you, Skylark for taking such fine care of our little family. It's time to protect your new owners who are excited to have found you, providing them with all it takes to realize one's vision. You will never be far from our hearts.

Walking Through the Woods

15 January 2017 | Hope, Maine
Elizabeth
Beautiful walk through the woods with my sister and friends in Hope, Maine.

Luna in Antigua 2011

15 January 2017 | Falmouth Harbour, Antigua
Elizabeth
It wouldn't seem right to not include Luna in her Christmas scarf on her first tropical holiday, Antigua 2011. And Ed wearing antlers. Of course.

Our First Christmas While Cruising

15 January 2017 | Falmouth Harbour, Antigua
Elizabeth
This is how we spent our first Christmas as cruisers in 2011. We were anchored in Falmouth Harbour, Antigua and are dressed for the huge party over in English Harbour, a short dingy ride and walk from Skylark. It feels like a lifetime ago.

Christmas Day

15 January 2017 | Bethel Maine
Elizabeth
I love this photo. My mother is wearing socks one of her granddaughters gave her last year. She's an avid pianist so the musical theme was a fitting gift. She is standing with my younger sister Margaret on Christmas Day. I love being so close to family and yes, I love it even more than living in the tropics on a sailboat. Go figure.

Christmas Dinner in Maine

15 January 2017 | Bethel Maine
Elizabeth
Drinking champaign and waiting for lobster stew with friends on Christmas day.

Making Snow Angels on a Frozen Lake

15 January 2017 | Hope Maine
Elizabeth
I have been meaning to write the final blog for quite some time. I can't seem to get it together to put worthy words into a goodbye post. I can't tell you why. It's like moving to a new town; necessary perhaps, time probably, it has to be done. Never easy. Saying goodbye is not my favorite event. Some people walk away more easily than others and while I am not a stranger to walking away from things or people when something new awaits me, I like to remain tethered in one way or another. Letting go of the blog feels permanent. Untethered. I don't relish it. I want to give it a proper send-off and I'm not clear how to do this. I'm a huge advocate for trusting one's instincts so I trust that this ambivalence, reluctance, and lack of follow through with what seems like an intention (not my favorite word) has significance. It simply isn't time. A girlfriend of mine said recently she felt it was time. I can't tell you why other than the obvious, which is we are not sailing and this is, after all a sailing blog. But others have said, "No! Don't stop!" I can't tell you why except they apparently like my writing. They probably like Luna's writing better.

But here's the thing. Neglecting the blog makes me feel, well, neglectful. I don't always miss it because my mind is on other things these days. And yet, it's never far from me. What's my mind been on lately? I have been managing my physical condition fairly well but manage is the key word. The Polymyalgia Rheumatica is still present and while I am doing well, I still have symptoms and remaining on the prednisone brings it's own complexities to the mix. I am titrating down as much as I can tolerate without an increase in pain and inflammation but it's a slow process. I have a new appreciation for those with chronic pain or disorders. Daunting business.

What else? I am preoccupied with a family member who has been struggling and while I am relieved to be on home turf and available to offer support, it's overwhelming. While sailing off on a boat, mostly out of the country, I was insulated from crises back home. I didn't like being so far removed and felt an internal pressure to get home. It was the right decision but now that I'm here, I'm acutely aware of the energy it takes to be swirling in what feels like an eternal storm. Insulation was not easy but being in the eye of a crisis isn't either.

So those are two reasons I'm neglectful of the blog. And of course there's house-hunting or house planning, professional certifications/renewals, Dr's. appointments galore and offering assistance to my incredibly able and independent mother who, although incredibly able and independent still appreciates the help.

Living on land is a fulltime job. Living on a sailboat is as well. Do I miss the tropics? Who wouldn't? Do I regret the decision to come back to life on land? No. Does Ed? I don't think so. Is he just as busy as me? Yup. He's been studying for a real estate license in Maine (he is already licensed in NC), working on canvas projects for Skylark, skiing, and doing chores for mom. And Luna? She wants everyone to know three things: She is happy as long as she doesn't have to wear her stupid black booties, is invited to come with us everywhere at all times and can look outside and watch for a moose which has yet to arrive. That's all I know.
Vessel Name: Skylark
Vessel Make/Model: Bristol 41.1CC 1985
Hailing Port: Boothbay Harbor, Maine
Crew: Ed Easter, Elizabeth Meadows and Luna the dog
About: Ed, Elizabeth and Luna the dog lived for many years in Charlotte, NC. They started their live aboard experience in Charleston, SC in June 2011, cutting the lines one month later. They have been living the cruiser's life ever since.
Extra:
Skylark is a USA documented vessel and is legally identified by her name "Skylark" and hailing port "Boothbay Harbor". Since our purchase of her in 2008 she had been moored in Tenants Harbor ME '08, Rockland ME '09 and Charleston SC for the 2010 and early 2011 season. After that follow the blog [...]
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