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  • Sailing in the Time of Corona

    Sailing in the Time of Corona

    The truth of the matter is that we are not sailing, we are firmly tied to the dock. Any inclination to leave the dock at this point, not considering the time of year, is sheer nonsense… where can you go? I have obviously ceased my countdown to the Island. At this point our beloved Island Marina is closed. Indefinitely. It is considered a non-essential service and additionally, is located in a park. Only time will tell when we will be able to relocate from the City to our summer Island home.

    For now, we are safe in our winter berth. We are ‘staying home’ to every extent of our ability. Obviously we are walking the dog, and letting the Boy run about to release steam as necessary. Our walks and jaunts outside are otherwise limited, there’s no excursions to the Island or the nearby parks. It’s really tough. I’m going to admit I miss being able to walk out my door and get lost in the city, it just feels intrinsic to get outside in times of trouble. It is highly important however, that we take the perspective that each of us carries the virus, and we have to take every means necessary to prevent it from spreading. It sounds redundant but…

    We have also made the decision to limit our exposure to the marina facilities, the building that houses the washrooms, showers and laundry. Sadly, they are only being cleaned once a week. We are really hoping that as the weather continues to improve and warm up, that accessing water on the dock will happen sooner rather than later, allowing us to fill our tanks more often. I am thrilled we are able to shower aboard our boat, but they are short sea showers, minimizing our water use. On a positive note we are unlikely to run out of hot water, and it’s a real novelty to step out of the shower in my own home! I have never minded going ashore to shower, while I will miss the unlimited water, I certainly won’t miss having to wiggle my damp body into clothes in a small communal cubicle.

    At this point the Covid 19 pandemic is starting to touch each of our lives on a personal level. Each of us is hearing the stories of a friend of a friend, perhaps even a loved one, that is dealing with the virus, is hospitalized, or has tragically passed. That neighbour, that acquaintance, the doorman… these stories are touching us all, filling us with a myriad of emotions. On the same token we all know someone whom isn’t heeding the advice, the pleas, the Government’s decree to stay inside, to stay home. We have all seen our Facebook feeds filled with memes to stay home, the heart-filled messages thanking our frontline workers, and unfortunately those posts that bluntly flaunt amoral actions.

    Our hearts and thoughts are with all of you during these difficult, uncertain times of Covid 19. Be well, be safe. STAY HOME.

    Our sincerest gratitude to our Frontline Workers.

    ~~ This post ‘Sailing in the Time of Corona’ first appeared on www.goodshipmonster.com ~~

  • Happy New Year! 2020

    Happy New Year! 2020

    Happy 2020 my dear readers! Thank you for being here, for your readership and for your support. It’s certainly been a while since the last post. It’s hard to believe that we have embarked upon a new decade, and that it’s already been twenty years since the millennium. Where does the time go? Over the past few months I’ve really came to question the ‘being’ of this blog. I had fallen out of the habit of writing, and it also seemed that so had many of my counterparts. The blog links that once filled my social media feeds were becoming few and far between. As a result, my reading of blogs also waned, and then so did my inspiration. I struggle with inspiration, I have been writing about our life afloat for 6 years and we’ve scarcely left the dock, what more is there to write about? I was continually debating my reasons for blogging, and if there was still any purpose, any ‘life’ left in it. It came down to the mere point however, that I simply enjoy writing. I’ve come to realize that I can write purely for the sake of writing, to share my thoughts, my reflections and observations, if not only for myself, but for my Son, and my Husband. Now and down the line.

    2020 is the year to see clearly. The connotations to vision are obvious, this is the year to look forward, to see and plan for that next horizon. For me, it’s also about reflection, not reliving the past, but for being grateful for how far I’ve come. What stands out to me most is that my Father has been passed for 20 years, almost half my lifetime. And yet, in half that span of time I’ve become a mother and married. As I said, there seems to be a serene sense of clarity to my life, and while I can’t predict the future, I can clearly see what comes next. This is where the purpose of this blog comes in, to manifest, as we have absolute clarity that we will sail away from the dock. Soon. Dates ebbs and flow, but our vision to sail away grows brighter and brighter each day.

    Onwards with this blog I shall go. So standby.

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  • Back to Blogging

    Back to Blogging

    I’m so happy to say we are back on Island time. We have been back to our routine and life aboard our dear Toronto Island for several weeks now. This season has been full of change, as both Gordon and I have embarked on new jobs aboard different vessels this summer. Once again this season there has been an issue with record high water levels, as there was in 2017. We all watched with baited breath to see when these flood waters would crest and we are watching again now for when they will begin to noticeably decrease. I’d like to say that it’s our new routine and the flooding that has put a damper on my writing but no, it’s been myself. I simply haven’t made the time to write. I’ve recently received a few reminders from blog followers and friends that it’s time to update the blog and to pick up with my writing…

    You can see there has been a big, or let’s call it a massive gap in the posted dates of my most recent blogs, only a few months or so. I’ve been writing in tidbits here and there but the words have not been flowing by any means. I have a number of posts started but nothing really quite resolved, nothing that I feel is ready to be published. I don’t want to make excuses for myself. Sometimes that’s how life goes, it all ebbs and flows.

    If you look back in my blog posts you will see my little feature which I called ‘Monday Muster’… it was an effort to publish regularly and share the moments of our life. I feel that now, our Instagram account has wholly filled that role. It seems redundant to carry on in the same vein particularly when we boast the Instagram widget on our Blog, and since I tend to feature many of my Instagram pics in my blog posts themselves. I’m trying to curb some redundancy, however I do try to share across the various social media platforms as everyone seems to have a preferred one. Ultimately, omitting the Monday Muster has meant less blog posts. I feel it was all awash from there.

    I’m finding this is where the joy of Instagram Stories has come into play… it’s a fun way to share the even smaller snippets of our day. I’m slowly familiarizing myself with all its little features, like text and giphs. I’ll remind you that stories are fleeting, and only available for 24 hours. Be sure to catch them while you can. I’ve always taken my photos with my iPhone, since it’s forever in my pocket, and so I’m always snapping away throughout my day. Call me a shutterbug but it’s really quite easy to capture moments and all that catches my eye and then share on Instagram. I do have to add that while my blog posts have been scarce I immensely enjoy the creative process of writing, and with so many aspects of life it’s all about finding a balance. ~

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  • The Dead of Winter

    The Dead of Winter

    We are in the midst of the dead of winter. It’s late February, and spring feels like it will never arrive. The desire to write is stagnated by the cold, miserable weather we are enduring. Another storm is blowing in. The Boy has had a snow day a week for four weeks in a row. The wind blows some more. The Toronto International Boat Show is but a distant memory now, and our winter getaway is sliding into the past as quickly as our tans are fading. At this point I’m tired of being tired of winter. To look on the positive side, you always have to look to the positive side, March is only days away. Hopefully this sparks the fire of incentive to get going on our planned winter boat projects and for updating the blog.

    We have been somewhat productive over the past few months. Mainly in our organization, as we have slowly been purging the boat of unused items and clutter. I came across an article ‘Get Rid of 100 Things Weekend Challenge‘ engaging families to rid themselves of 100 items over a weekend. It certainly isn’t feasible for us to accomplish such a task over a mere two days, but we have steadily been weaning our cupboards, drawers, and shelves keeping a tally on our chalkboard. Into the donation bags went a steady stream of clothes, as I attempted to adhere to the adage that if you haven’t worn it in 6 months then it’s time to pass it on. The Boy outgrows his clothing on a regular basis as kids tend to do, so there’s yet another bag to pass on. Unused glasses from the galley that sat at the back of the cupboards were dusted off as well as odds and ends of utensils, and useless ice trays that just don’t get used. We even removed the door from our head to create more space in our aft cabin! Not to worry, we do have a privacy curtain.

    And there was Mexico. We are so grateful to have been able to escape the winter for blue skies, warm breezes, a beach and glorious sunsets. The trip is made even more special when we experience it through the Boy’s eyes. From watching the sunrise high above the clouds as we flew to our destination, Cozumel, to learning to snorkel and ultimately snorkelling hand in hand as a family. It is truly fulfilling to watch your child blossom with wonder at the new experiences that travel can offer.

    We returned home with a fresh perspective, a new focus for the months ahead and our goals. Call it incentive, we have a restored vigour to press on with our boat projects with the aim of casting off, and for the short term returning to our Island home.

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    ~~ This post ‘The Dead of Winter’ first appeared on goodshipmonster.com ~~

  • In Preparation for Our Life Afloat…

    In Preparation for Our Life Afloat…

    To tell you the truth, and it may be of no surprise but, we have been preparing to cast off for salty waters and tropical climes for some time. It’s always been our dream to live a life afloat with the long term goal of sailing the world. Gordon and I met as Captain and Mate aboard a Tall Ship, both of us having already traveled extensively by sail so it was a natural decision for us to buy a boat when our Son came along. Looking back, our dream really started to become a reality when we began the process of purchasing and then moving aboard Monster, our 47′ Bruce Roberts Spray.

    After an extensive search, and many many nights perusing yacht world for the ‘right boat’ we eventually found Monster down the street from Gordon’s Parents country home. It was an unforgettable day to launch our new home on our first Wedding Anniversary. We then had a couple months before we made the transition from land to live aboard. The number one thing we had to do was to downsize extensively, and rid ourselves essentially of a furnished house. We were living in a 3 bedroom, 2 story rental house, with a basement and a back yard and all that accompanies such a lifestyle. Minus a car.

    In the weeks leading up to the big move Gordon was actually away: working on a Tug boat on the St. Lawrence river, pushing barges from port to port. The job took him away for months at a time, and in order to get the time off for our move he had to bring in his own relief. Much of the responsibility for downsizing and preparing for the move therefore fell upon myself, and our Son that had just turned 4. In the weeks leading up to our move I sold whatever I could on Kijiji (a Canadian buy and sell website): the crib, a stroller, bookshelves, a dishwasher, lots of clothes and toys too. There was plenty of ‘stuff’ we simply have to give away; tables, chairs, a bed frame. Even my Mother’s beloved faux Christmas tree.

    With a moving truck booked, I also took it upon myself to disassemble and move whatever furniture and boxes I could to the ground floor. Our house was divided into many, many piles, and we really didn’t have a lot of time. It was in our favour that we had Friends whom at the very same time were transitioning back to a life ashore and they were grateful to take much of our furniture, those items I mentioned that we just gave away. It all came down to a 4 day window to make the move itself, first and foremost I had to make a lengthy 5 hour drive to pick up Gordon from the Tug! Upon his homecoming he quickly set off to pick up the rental truck. Our boat was situated at a marina nearly an hour and a half away, and we had a couple stops to make with our possessions and the truck was packed in particular order. Darkness was settling as we finally came to moving the boxes on board Monster herself. It was a non stop day, full of excitement and exhaustion.

    The following day we had to relocate Monster herself to our new berth, in a new City. It was mid October at this point, and winter was on the horizon. Winter live aboard marinas are hard to come by here on the Great Lakes, and we decided early on that in making the choice to move aboard full time we had to go where our boat took us, and so it was that Monster took us to a City I had barely visited, apart from the day I registered our Son for school. We had one last day of Gordon’s leave to settle into our new surroundings, and get the boat and systems up and running before Gordon had to return to the Tug and work. Our Boy and I spent the next seven weeks, our first seven weeks aboard on our own on a new to us boat.

    This Fall marked 5 years living aboard, and I can say I’ve never had a moment of doubt or regret in the choices we made. I only recall feelings of excitement and happiness, as we are manifesting our dreams. I was living on a boat! It was the craziest move I’ve ever made, and I wouldn’t hesitate to do it again. At the time we were a long way from casting off, and we are still a couple years away but we are grateful to be able to share aspects of the lifestyle with our Son. We often say that at this stage of his life, after growing up on a boat for 5 years our Son doesn’t know much different, his life in a house on land is just a distant memory.

    It really isn’t easy to part with some of your belongings, there are so many memories attached to the most benign of things. To this day, we still keep a storage locker. With every visit, we open that storage unit door and realize we still have way to many possessions. Well over a year ago we had a good sort out and cut the storage unit contents in half, including the monthly cost. Off went two heaping shopping carts of goods to a second hand shop. Then more recently, we again pulled out more items, including my childhood dresser that I gave to a co-worker. Several baby items were given to friends with a new young one that would get more use out them more then we were. As time passes it is becoming easier and easier to purge and part with our belongings. It’s really hard to move forward when you are holding onto the past.

    We are growing into the mindset that it’s time to depart with every passing day. However, there is still plenty to be done. I can admit we’ve gotten comfortable aboard with more possessions than we really need to go sailing. Fortunately, a good deal of clothing will stay behind…no need for parkas, toques and winter boots in the tropical latitudes! Our recent haul out last fall and the subsequent new paint job definitely spurred a ‘what’s next’ project list. While we will need to do some touch up’s on the paint, and also apply a coat or two of non skid to the decks, there’s another set of projects underway. Mainly building a new hard bimini. We also recently acquired a beautiful bolt of fabric for new settee cushions. As one project gets accomplished it begets another, to the point that we will come to feel we are ready, and come late September 2020 we will cast off our dock lines, and set sail.

    This post was inspired by and written to be included in a ‘Raft Up’ aboard Cruising Mom Blog. To read more articles from other families sharing their story of transitioning from land to live aboard click here.

    ~~ This post ‘In Preparation for Our Life Afloat’ first appeared on goodshipmonster.com ~~

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  • Summer Breeze

    Summer Breeze

    There are memes and pictures abound on social media these days, portraying people loving and enjoying winter and how they are decorating for the upcoming holiday season. I, on the other hand, am already counting down the days to Spring, and to the Toronto Boat Show. I wasn’t so interested in falling leaves and pumpkins in the fall, nor am I overly interested in Christmas decor but I’m trying to get into the spirit. It’s December 1st today. The Boy was beyond thrilled to begin opening his LEGO Advent Calendar this morning. While we did listen to a couple Christmas songs, I quickly resorted back to my Yacht Rock play list.

    I really much prefer palm trees and flip flops. Ahhh, thoughts of blue and turquoise waters, white sandy beaches, coconut and nutmeg in my cocktails, they fill my head like sugar plum fairies… Never mind that palm trees don’t grow in Ontario, or that flip flops kill my feet. I am mourning the passing of summer. I anxiously long for a tropical Christmas. It wasn’t but seven weeks ago that we went to the local beach! Sadly, the oncoming winter was ever apparent the weekend we stripped Monster of her sails and donned our parkas.

    We’ve slowly been preparing Monster for the winter months ahead, despite that I’m really not ready to embrace winter. It’s the diligent thing to do, to be prepared for the weather to come. We’ve swapped out our nice summer dock lines, and spider webbed extra dock lines in the slip. The ports and overhead hatches have been insulated with window insulation kits. They really make a world of difference in terms of condensation. Our styrofoam door, a plug to replace the hatch boards, is in place too. We have decided to shrink wrap only our center cockpit this year as opposed to the entire boat. After our late incoming to the Marina last year, following our time in the Drydock, we learnt that our boat was a much healthier environment without the shrink wrap. Our insulated boat demonstrated her advantages in our cold climate however, we still want a space to escape the blustery weather. Far too often we left our boots outside last year only to find them full of snow in the morning. We plan to build a wooden frame around the cockpit and use pvc conduit to form a dome shape over the boom to create a vestibule of sorts. Which we started upon today, despite the building winds, Gordon was hard at work. Monster was stripped of her main sail too, our sails now stored away in a nice, dry space for the winter.

    While the Boy and I were out this afternoon, keeping out of Gordon’s way, I spotted the wee live Christmas trees we purchase every year at our local grocery store. There was a family, with two young kids picking out their tree. It did cross my mind to select one for ourselves but, we are not quite ready. I wouldn’t call myself a Grinch, I’m just finding that with every passing year, and with only a few to go before we plan to cast off, the prospects of winter are disheartening. I really do miss that warm sunshine and the summer breeze.

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