The training on Bark Europa began almost immediately. Crossing the ocean properly with a square rigger under sail is a team effort and we were encouraged to participate. We weren’t even 30 minutes away from the fueling station and we helped with setting the sails. Enthusiastically, we moved about listening intently to the instructions given to us by the permanent crew. I wanted my adventure to be as much a learning experience as possible and I was eager to participate. Without the internet, we had to rely on the crew for all of our knowledge. Instructions were given for watch responsibilities, basic sail theory, line handling, steering, and navigation. In order to fully participate, climbing the rigging was an essential part of our training. I thought climbing would be the least of my worries since I don’t fear heights and I’m experienced in rock climbing and rappelling. As I made my way up the ladder over the growing ocean waves, I quickly felt out of my element. This was going to be more difficult than I anticipated. Continue reading
I hesitate to share my deepest thoughts or actual crazy experiences because I was brought up to be a good girl and you don’t share those things. I’ve been blogging for more that two years now and most of my posts are travels and adventures but it’s difficult to convey the real me. Tonight, however, after half a bottle of wine, with Athena and Darren in bed, I have a few things, both positive and negative, that I want to say. Like most bottles of wine, there is a body and a lingering after taste and the dreaded wine headache to follow but it’s always worth that indescribable taste in your mouth while it’s happening. That’s this post for me. I’ve never been able to just type so freely so here goes.