The Price We Pay

December 13, 2015

We are in the this month. It’s the price (one of them anyway) that we pay for this tremendous freedom and privilege. For the next 30+ days we will sweat and labour to make beautiful and sound for the next year and a half of sailing.

Our next ocean is a doosie. The Indian has a bit of a reputation for being hard on crew and boat, so we are shoring up where we can, and doing unpleasant jobs (like cutting open the to check for water intrusion) that will give us peace of mind for the next leg.

It’s hot here, average daily temperature here is 30ºC (84ºF) and muggy, but we’ve noted quite a bit higher temps. As a result, I’ve been tucking into the jobs early and then doing office work during the middle of the day. Just before sunset, I do a little more work. It’s a slow pace, but that’s how it goes in the tropics.

Our work list is long and complex enough that I’ve created a project management plan that we add to daily.

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To top it all off, the cost of all of this is so extraordinarily high (even though we are doing as much as we can ourselves) that we have decided to stay on the boat while it all happens (though we may go to Kuala Lumpur to renew the kids’ passports when they paint). This last part seemed to be the ultimate compromise, but we decided to take the lead of so many of our cruising friends (many with families) and take it as an experience in its own right.

It’s going to be a long hard month, but when we are done here, Convivia will be gorgeous (on the outside at least) and stronger, and we will have earned our boat yard merit badge and the privilege to continue living this amazing life on our own terms!




  • For those reading closely, the “pretty little butt” in question belongs to the author (Tucker).



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