It’s autumn here.
I know that may not seem like it deserves its own line but you know what, it does! The year here starts in Summertime and then goes to Fall. Fall comes before Spring in the southern hemisphere. You can get all intellectual about this but until you feel it, you’re not going to understand why those three words get their very own line.
The weather has been getting cooler but I foolishly keep pretending that everything is “normal.” So when Ceilydh asked us if we wanted to do a little mini-cruise over Easter weekend, my mis-calibrated brain thought “it should be getting warmer every day, why not.” The day before we left the forecast was for four days of solid rain. Lucky for us we got nearly perfect weather for the whole trip and had enough sun that we could almost maintain the illusion of the season our bodies were expecting.
I cleaned the hull, checked the zincs, ran the watermaker, and generally started to feel like a cruiser again. We had a raft-up, sundowners on Ceildyh, surfed an enormous sand dune, sailed around in Fatty, and generally had every type of fun we could squeeze in to our days.
The spectrum and contrast of my emotional response to the trip surprised me though. On the one hand the permanent cheshire grin that I wore every sailing day across the South Pacific, sprang back to my face the moment the boat was underway downriver. On the other hand by the end of the first day I was uncomfortably cognizant of the fact that I was not in fact cruising again, and would have to return to the pile moorings soon enough.
By the time we hauled anchor I had resolved all of that discord. I realized that it is a precious thing to be able to sail off to the islands for a weekend, and the life that we are setting up in Brisbane is full of promise, opportunity, and joy. My reality check; we aren’t cruising at the moment, but we are still on an adventure!
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Comment by CJ
CJ April 7, 2013 at 6:04 am
Even just moving from colder climes to California, I had a sense of seasonal disorientation all winter with my body insisting, “It’s just going to get colder,” until February when the spring flowers began to open. I’m guessing the complete reversal would be even more disorienting, making the statement of season totally worth a line of its own.
In the “on the way home” photo, is that the skyline of Brisbane in the background? Why is it that the people I’ve known from Melbourne make fun of the idea of living in Queensland? Brisbane, at least, seems like a pretty cool place.
Comment by Tucker Bradford
Tucker Bradford April 7, 2013 at 6:07 am
That is the skyline but you are seeing the port in the foreground I think.
I think Melbourne has a reputation for being the “cool city” so when you hear someone from there making fun of my new home town you can just tell them to stop the hipster hating. Brisbane is like that cool kid that didn’t know she was cool.
Comment by Sarah
Sarah May 22, 2013 at 8:50 pm
I’m born and bred Brissy girl and I wouldn’t live anywhere else in Australia and can confirm it is a pretty cool place to live. I think the pace of life is different here to Melbourne and the weather is nicer, Winter is definitely kinder. But i’m fully prepared to admit complete and utter bias.
Comment by Cidnie
Cidnie April 14, 2013 at 8:24 pm
So glad you and Ceilydh got to head out on a wee adventure. Sometimes, wee adventures are every bit as fulfilling as the big ones. 🙂
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