Catching up with SeaQuel
10 April 2019 | Papa's Restaurant overlooking Admiralty Bay, Bequia
“Look Moby, there is SeaQuel.” I noted as we were dinghy-ing in to shore to do a book swap.
We typically bump into old friends when sailing, but Mary and Brock Micklow were new acquaintances whom we had just met when we hopped on the Volcano Tour at Montserrat. The four of us had squeezed into a van seat made for three.
“We met when I was 15 and Brock was 18,” Mary said. “Brock had done the Chicago-Mackinaw Race a bunch of times. They needed help moving the boat down to Chicago. So my family and I hopped on to crew.”
As we got to know each other over dinner, Moby mentioned how we had taken our honeymoon sailing in Tonga.
“We went on a canoe trip.” Mary responded, adding dryly. “Isn’t that how every new bride wants to spend her honeymoon?” Brock’s response was even funnier. From the blank expectant expression on his face, I think he thought the answer was “Of course!”
“There were bears.” Mary continued. “One ran off with our backpack containing our only car keys, a borrowed Pentax camera, some candy bars and my hairbrush. We scouted around the next day and Brock actually found the backpack, but the bear ate the candy bars and kept my hairbrush.”
Delightful, talented couple who managed to retire early to pursue their dream of sailing. Well, Brock’s dream. Mary loves to sail but is also itching to get back on the slopes.