While
hiking up Mount Maxwell on Saltspring Island the other day I was
asked by a fellow climber for a story about 'a significant moment'
associated with our sailing across the Pacific Ocean. I answered with
the tried and true of many sailors; that of the tremendous uplift of
dawn arrivals, of sighting the peaks of the Marquesas islands after a
month at sea. But then, I was asked, what else?
This
time I described our watchkeeping routine, where I woke at dawn and
made tea and then relieved my wife Heather from her four hour stint.
As we sat in the cockpit we would discuss the wind, the course, the
number of squalls during the night and then sit quietly and watch
Aurora ( the dawn) spread her grey veils across the sea's face, the
mists coalesce into clouds and finally the sun himself bring colour
to the masts and sails and paint the grey sea surface a deep
mid-ocean blue. We did this every morning at sea and it was a valued
moment in our relationship.
“Yes,
yes, OK,”said my hiking companion, “but what about those deeply
significant ones”?
“I
just gave you one”, I replied, and then had to somehow explain that
this dawn moment, the shared 'cuppa' and simple talk was the stuff of
life and much more meaningful and long lasting than any adventurous
'sailor/ storm' moments could ever be.
“Did
you talk about the big stuff? Life! Death! Clinging on by your finger
nails in thunderstorms?”, he said, still looking for the blood and
guts of the adventure.
“Nope!
Just the usual everyday stuff that two long-married folks share while
on the adventure of their lives, looking out for each other and their
daughter Anne still snoozing down below in her berth, recognizing
figures in the clouds, planning the day ahead and discussing the next
landfall.”
Our
relationship that we were tending every dawn was the basic unit that
we then came to recognize in the whole ocean, the planet and the
universe. The world did not simply come to us in exciting
moments of significance, it was there all the time and was best
understood in the form of relationship. If I had anything to pass on
to my fellow hiker it was that.
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