While I sympathize with Heather and her current bout of medical problems, I am just wondering how it went from:
The years for each of us do indeed fly, and there comes a time when you have to reach out, like for the brass ring, and grab a strong hold on the remaining few.
This is my brass ring. This is my dream. This is my Flight of Years.
"Flight of Years" is not just the name of a boat. It is a lifetime, the journey of a lifetime, and a dream.
Some dreams are born in an instant; others mature over time. My dream, my Flight of Years, began nearly forty years ago and has grown quietly ever since until, finally, it is no longer a dream.
Now it is reality.
Join me on the journey. It is only just beginning.
The weeks since returning have been, and remain, the most difficult of my life. I have not been able – and will not now – relay to you all that has happened. There is no sense in it. It is taking everything I have to write these few words to you.
My medical bills have escalated and I now face the probability of surgery on my declining hand. My funds are dwindling and I have returned to work in a real estate market which is not currently meeting the bills. I am in the process of relocating to Gainesville, where I will rebuild my life anew, continuing to work in real estate, and probably, for a time, a part-time job as well to make ends meet.
I am therefore forced to sell Flight of Years. I will not itemize here all the costs and work which have gone into her over the last year. Suffice it to say I have countless hours of work and some $100,000 in her (provable by receipt), including thousands of dollars for rigging, equipment, the Monitor self-steering wind vane, the Air-X wind generator, satellite phone, dinghy and motor, as well as $14,000 for custom-built Ultimate Offshore Sails by the German company, Schattauer Sails. You have only to read the months of preparations on this web site to see the work, love and money which have been lavished on her.
I offer Flight of Years, the last Flicka ever built, and the most beautiful boat I have ever seen, for $73,000.00.
If you are not a serious buyer with the means to purchase, or if you have unkind things to say, please do not write me. I cannot bear it.
To those of you who have written me kind and encouraging words, and who have been with me in your hearts, thank you. It means more than you know.
in such a short period of time. Her dream, in her own words, slowly grew over nearly forty years... and died in just two short months.
This, to me, is just yet another argument for going sooner rather than later, and not waiting until some day. Fate and time have a funny way of intervening if we don't grab our chance while it is still within our reach, and this also shows just how quickly our dreams can be pulled from our reach.
I wish Heather well... and feel sorry for the death of her dream. I had hoped that she would have been able to sail and cruise in s/v Flight of Years and get the necessary experience and skills to allow her to resume her circumnavigation.
P.S. This is post 20,000.