Location: 9 42.48'S 109 56.44'E
It is day 25, and it is odd to realize that Argo has nearly completed 1/3 of the trip. Thankfully we have successfully avoided the dreaded white squall (props to you if you get the reference) thus far and are currently making way for Christmas Island. It is days such as these that the crew tends to focus on academics to help clear our schedule for when we are in port. Today the crew took the Competent Crew Examination and prepped for later Marine Bio and Oceanography exams. Between our watch schedules, academic work, and our daily jobs as to maintain Argo, it is frankly astonishing how much work one can fit into a mere 24 hours. I am convinced that time is a precious commodity like coffee, and I hope that, among other things, I leave Argo with an invigorated work ethic. I can sleep when I am dead… or at least until my 12 am-4 am shift is over.
These past couple of days have convinced me that, yes, there is a god, as the weather has become increasingly overcast and rain is becoming more and more frequent. The Indonesian heat is debilitating, and I am glad to have some energy back.
The sense of freedom and autonomy that the ocean and sailing convey only serves to strengthen my resolve to live a deliberate life full of adventure. Give me a sailboat, a good cup of coffee, and a partner, and I will conquer the world. Future sailing trips to Scandinavia and Iceland are already in their planning stages, so if you find that your child has yet to return home by the end of December, fear not, for I’ve staged a mutiny and have enlisted them into my crew.
I thank god to be able to learn in a total immersion environment. There is something about living and breathing in this lifestyle that cannot be conveyed through a textbook. Even now, as I compose this blog post in the chart house, I am surrounded by charts, barometers, and sailing protocols. It is the authenticity of it all that I am taken aback by. Even as the reality of our situation at times, may grow uncomfortable, it is the idea that we may all become comfortable with being uncomfortable, and thereby grow into stronger individuals, that is one of the true-life lessons I am hoping my fellow crewmates and I will take back home with us.
To everyone back home, I am planning on sending out a large email catching everyone up over the past couple of weeks once we arrive on Christmas Island. I have been so far unable to phone out due to poor coverage. Just know that I am doing great, and I love and miss you all dearly.