“Not all who wander are lost.”
–J. R. R. Tolkien
If you’re willing to take a leap of faith, get off your butt, who knows how many great things are waiting in the world out there.
-Bruce Brown, the Endless Summer 2
“At some point in your life, whether it is after college or when you retire, everyone should take an extended trip outside of their own country. The only way to really have a sense of how the world works is to see it yourself.”
-Gary Arndt, the man behind Everything Everywhere, one of the most popular travel blogs in the world. Gary has visited more than 120 countries.
“Gorillas are not yet sufficiently advanced in evolutionary terms to have discovered the benefits of passports, currency declaration forms, and official bribery, and tend to wander backwards and forwards across the border as and when their beastly, primitive whim takes them.”
Four hoarse blasts of a ship’s whistle still raise the hair on my neck and set my feet to tapping.
“When you travel, remember that a foreign country is not designed to make you comfortable. It is designed to make its own people comfortable.”
Your footsteps are the path, and nothing else;
there is no path, paths are made by walking.
Walking makes the path, and on looking back
We see a trail that never can be walked again.
Traveler, there is no path,
Only a wake in the sea.
-Antonio Machado, Proverbios y Cantares
“I don’t mind going nowhere as long as it’s an interesting path.”
“Fear is the number one problem we all have when facing the unknown, and another country is a big unknown until we’ve been there. I think most people who have “been there” will tell you it’s great, go – and have a good time!”
- Grant Johnson, Horizons Unlimited
I hope you have the best time ever and in the words of Jack Kerouac: “Live, travel, adventure, bless, and don’t be sorry.”
“Every man needs to find a peak, a mountain top or a remote island of his own choosing that he reaches under his own power alone in his own good time.”
-Alain Gerbault, In Quest of the Sun
Those who see sailing as an escape from reality have got their understanding of both sailing and reality completely backwards. Sailing is not an escape, but a return to and a confrontation of a reality from which modern civilization is itself an escape.
For centuries, man suffered from the reality of an earth that was too dark or too hot or too cold for his comfort, and to escape this he invented complex systems of lighting, heating and air conditioning. Sailing rejects these and returns to the old realities of dark and heat and cold.
Modern civilization has found radio, TV, movies, nightclubs and a huge variety of mechanized entertainment to titillate our senses and help us escape from the apparent boredom of the earth and the sun and wind and stars. Sailing returns to these ancient realities.
‘Why do you do it?’ friends often ask, perplexed,
Brows raised, minds sorely vexed.
‘The world out there is dangerous!
Aren’t you scared? Why do this?
You need steady work, a house, two cars!
You have only a motorbike, and sleep under stars!’
Dear friend, if you must ask, you cannot know
This curiosity that drives me so.
To you it is hidden; in me rises unbidden!
But one day the world I’ll have ridden
By iron steed, then perhaps this need
Will have vanished, finally vanquished!
That day will find me on deathbed,
With no regrets for the life I led.
Will you be able to say the same?
Or will you despair a life worn plain?
I will stake my Himalayan memories
Against your estate of a thousand trees.
Pit my Thai sunset
Against your private jet.
Weigh my horse rides at sunrise
To your Italian suits and ties.
I’ll rejoice in friends before I go,
Not the figures of my stock portfolio.
And, amazingly, there are more like me;
They reject slavery, and are truly free.
They took the chance we all had,
And honestly it makes me sad
That you didn’t.
You thought you couldn’t… What?
Live without the luxuries
Of all our modern amenities?
You choose the bonds of mortgage, but claim to be free, Wasting a lifetime absorbed by TV.
Why watch it? but live it!
One life’s all you get!
Don’t put off ’til morrow and continue to borrow
The lives of strangers; ’tis the greatest of dangers
To the soul
Which grows old
Before its time.
The list goes on…
What have they in common?
Regardless man or god,
The soil of continents they trod,
Not in search of gold but adventure!
Not growing old ’cause they ventured
Far from safety; but far be it from me
The pitiless pity us
With souls black pitted.
Pray! save it for those less spirited.
For us… our horizons are unlimited.
-by James Richmond, Canada, in India
There’s a race of men that don’t fit in,
A race that can’t stay still;
So they break the hearts of kith and kin,
And they roam the world at will.
They range the field and they rove the flood,
And they climb the mountain’s crest;
Theirs is the curse of the gypsy blood,
And they don’t know how to rest.
If they just went straight they might go far;
They are strong and brave and true;
But they’re always tired of the things that are,
And they want the strange and new.
They say: “Could I find my proper groove,
What a deep mark I would make!”
So they chop and change, and each fresh move
Is only a fresh mistake.
And each forgets, as he strips and runs
With a brilliant, fitful pace,
It’s the steady, quiet, plodding ones
Who win in the lifelong race.
And each forgets that his youth has fled,
Forgets that his prime is past,
Till he stands one day, with a hope that’s dead,
In the glare of the truth at last.
He has failed, he has failed; he has missed his chance;
He has just done things by half.
Life’s been a jolly good joke on him,
And now is the time to laugh.
Ha, ha! He is one of the Legion Lost;
He was never meant to win;
He’s a rolling stone, and it’s bred in the bone;
He’s a man who won’t fit in.
–Robert William Service
“If you wake up in a different time, in a different place, could you wake up as a different person?”
“A journey is a thing of its own, and you can’t plan it or predict it too much because that suffocates the life out it” -Unknown
“Travel not only stirs the blood… it also gives strength to the spirit.”
-Florence Prag Kahn
“I have been a wanderer among distant fields. I have sailed down mighty rivers.”
-Percy Bysshe Shelly
“Ones destination is never a place, but rather a way of looking at things.”
“Those who do not move, do not notice their chains.”
“I’m not talking of the first time, I never think about the last”
–The Pogues, A rainy night in Soho