Join Date: Mar 2011
Location: Henderson, NV
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Yesterday I was walking from Marina Del Rey to Playa Del Rey, which is two miles. When I walk, I don't listen to music, so I contemplate. I was thinking about the summer coming to an end and how, because of work, I was unable to meet my sailing goal of racing. Nor was I able to enjoy the marina life very much, alone or with my family. Backstory: I bought the boat because I need a place to stay in LA while I work here about 100 days a year. i've gotten two seasons out of her. The job is on a year-by-year basis, and I have no clue as to whether it will happen in 2013.
The decision I made while walking was that I will keep the boat through next summer, job or no job, and learn to race, bring my kids here more and get salty. It is just too nice here to not take full advantage.
My plan had been to sell the boat and return to land lubbing if the job went away. There is no justification to spending this much money for fun. Until yesterday.
1968 Cal 2-30