Cruising realities: Mastering the shoreside transition dance

Stepping from the marina parking lot onto the sidewalk, cars rushed by in a flash and I felt my heart beat a bit faster. Rain pounded on the hard pavement, the stench of exhaust hung in the air and I winced at the noise. It had been over three weeks since we’d stopped in a place with so much traffic and it put me on edge.

Later, I was nearly run over stepping into a crosswalk when a driver ran a red light while texting. I was instantly shell shocked, as was the man next to me. I turned to him and said with wide eyes and a lump in my throat, “Wow, life can change in an instant. Live it every day.”

“I can’t believe that just happened,” he replied with an apprehensive chuckle.

In the moment, I felt safer offshore on Yahtzee in a gale than I did in this madness — I wanted to retreat to the sea.

The unease of life ashore didn’t come from traffic alone, though. Moving from the tranquil, subdued sounds of the mountains and ocean to bustling cities and towns is always an all around feast for the senses. These fast-moving places are a whirlwind of activity where advertising is seemingly everywhere, begging us to “Buy NOW!” And when unnerving glimpses of the “real world” are caught, they can be of things we don’t often think about in the course of our normal cruising lives — contradictory news outlets, horrifying acts of terrorism, an embarrassing government in disarray, trashy celebrity gossip and the drone of sports coverage. To be bombarded with all of this creates an anxiety that we’ve felt before and know well.

Cars can be overwhelming,…
…we prefer this type of city traffic.

The culture shock permeated through me throughout that first day and I knew that it would pass while spending time around all the cars, people, noise and media. But I also knew that it wasn’t just me who was adjusting. Earlier in the day, both boys behaved wonderfully when we ate lunch at a busy restaurant before having an absolute meltdown while leaving. In the moment, the reason for the tantrum was something minuscule and, as every parent knows, those things happen. But when Jill and I started to have a difficult time handling it in a public space, we had to stop and catch ourselves in the realization that we were on stage in the shoreside transition dance.

For the crew of Yahtzee, some of our toughest moments as a cruising family don’t have anything to do with sailing at all. It’s not stormy nights at sea or anchor, or living in a small space. It’s not the near constant movement from one place to another or the short, rainy winter days that seemingly never end. No, it’s the transition time when coming to and leaving port after spending prolonged periods in remote places with mostly each other.

Getting to a new place can often feel like this, but…
…we always make sure to stop and smell the flowers.

It may sound like an odd problem to have, but it’s very real. And we know it. The pressures of coming to port to get things done including work, laundry, provisions, fuel, mail, boat parts and projects, etc, can be emotionally overwhelming. Time seems to move too quickly for us and everyone around.   

Fortunately, the shoreside tango is typically only awkward and tense for about 24 hours before we settle into a groove. The boys are incredibly adaptable and have daily routines that keep their feet firmly on the ground and moving in the right direction. And at such a young age, they don’t know what the dizzying deluge of the world is throwing at them. It’s up to Jill and me, then, to find our footing and roll in lock step with society.

Part of the issue is that when we’re away from port, Jill and I team up to share many of the boat and parenting duties. Our days can blend fluidly together underway from anchorage to anchorage and we have a rhythm that works well for us. But on land, I’m off to find Internet and work somewhere and she’s left with many of the chores that have to get done — which isn’t always easy with the boys in tow.

To convey all of these raw feelings isn’t to say we don’t like being around people and cities, and the multifaceted interactions we have when we reach them. Actually, it’s quite the opposite. We just have to be aware of our changing moods and the root causes. All of us are very social and one of our favorite parts of coming to a new place is meeting people and making friends.

Visiting new places is part of the cruising adventure that we love (Portland, Oregon).

Whether it’s a big city or small town, exploring what makes each place unique keeps life interesting. When arriving at a new marina, the boys usually wave and say hi to everyone they pass on the dock and I relish engaging in boat conversations with those willing to have them. Jill and the boys love finding playmates at community centers, libraries and playgrounds, and we all enjoy the companionship of fisherman and other cruisers we meet along the way. To us, the people are a big positive of the cruising lifestyle.

After being at the dock for a few days, though, we start to get claustrophobic and crave a return to our adventures. A need to “get going” washes over us and we either go with the tide and wind or wait for the right moment without hurrying.

Overall, coming to port and then leaving again can be an uncomfortable waltz of getting things done combined with having fun. If Jill and I are going to disagree on something, we know it’s going to be in this transition between songs. We can see it coming and are mindful that it is one of those cruising realities that is there, but isn’t forever. In the end, it makes us more aware of the pressures we’re dealing with in the moment and how we’re talking to one another.

This back and forth balance between wilderness and society is something that we fully embrace. It generates an appreciation for living in both places and provides a greater understanding of each other that we wouldn’t otherwise develop. Also, it causes us to be more mindful of our actions and puts us squarely in the moment, taking life one day at a time — and that’s all we’re really after.

3 thoughts on “Cruising realities: Mastering the shoreside transition dance

  1. Harry said, ‘I cannot agree more.” We have been in Nootka Sound for a week. Will work our way back to Ukee in a few days. Sometimes during the winter when city life is too crazy, as you expressed so well, all we need to do is go sleep on the boat at the marina.

  2. So true. I always feel a bit shellshocked when we get to a city or overwhelmed when we get back into internet after a month or two away.

    Cheers,

    Max
    SV Fluenta
    Presently Vanuatu

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