An older man travels over sea and land in quest of new adventures
High Plains Drifting
High Plains Drifting
I’ve described arriving in Page, Arizona. It was a time to buy provisions, do laundry and purposely begin heading in a vague direction toward home. It is amazing what can happen in one day. The next two blogs will be pictorial accounts of an amazing and ongoing trek.
“All I’ve ever wanted was an honest week’s pay for an honest day’s work.”
Fred is a slightly-past middle age sailor / writer / photographer with plenty of eclectic hands-on skills and experiences. Some would describe him as the old hippy who doesn't know the war is over. He is certainly reluctant to grow up and readily admits to being the eternal dreamer.
He has written several books including two novels, 'The Keeper' and 'Storm Ecstasy,' as well as 'The Water Rushing By', 'Sins Of The Fathers', 'The Magic Stick', as well as an extensive inventory of poetry, essays, short stories, anecdotes and photographs.
His first passion is the ocean, sailboats, voyaging and all those people who are similarly drawn to the sea. He lives aboard 'Seafire' the boat he is refitting to go voyaging, exploring new horizons both inner and outer. This blog is about that voyage and the preparations for it. In spite of the odds against it, the plan is to sail away this fall and lay a course southward. If you follow this blog your interest may provide some of the energy that helps fuel the journey.
Namaste
Contact him at svpaxboat@gmail.com
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7 thoughts on “High Plains Drifting”
Ok more snow up here so hope you have halted your northerly sojourn. That is, unless you are bringing warmth up with you
Some gorgeous images here – glad I took the time to double-click, they really deserve a full screen view. As for here – I concur, don’t come home yet unless you bring the sun with you. Or even rain would be good! The white stuff is getting a bit tiresome.
I am hove too in Gold Beach OR. The surf is booming on the breakwater a cable away. The van is bobbing around in the wind and heavy rain like a little boat. I haven’t steeped outside the van in 18 hours…time to get my blogging caught up.
The colors are amazing – mostly reds against the blue sky. I know I said that before but enjoy seeing those Southwest colors – very nice and scenic … I like the old and rusted things, and how it is so deserted looking.
Lindsa:
Yep, no urban density issues there. There is an incredible peace there. It would not take much to persuade me to swallow the hook and live out my days there.
Ok more snow up here so hope you have halted your northerly sojourn. That is, unless you are bringing warmth up with you
Some gorgeous images here – glad I took the time to double-click, they really deserve a full screen view. As for here – I concur, don’t come home yet unless you bring the sun with you. Or even rain would be good! The white stuff is getting a bit tiresome.
I am hove too in Gold Beach OR. The surf is booming on the breakwater a cable away. The van is bobbing around in the wind and heavy rain like a little boat. I haven’t steeped outside the van in 18 hours…time to get my blogging caught up.
The colors are amazing – mostly reds against the blue sky. I know I said that before but enjoy seeing those Southwest colors – very nice and scenic … I like the old and rusted things, and how it is so deserted looking.
Lindsa:
Yep, no urban density issues there. There is an incredible peace there. It would not take much to persuade me to swallow the hook and live out my days there.
Gorgeous country all thru there. Kanab is cool. George
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Yessir! Business calls me back, but if I had my druthers I’d be back down there in a flash.