The Expedition That Reunited My Family
In 2015, my kids were entering their mid-20s and due to divorce, moves, remarriage, etc we were becoming strangers. And I owned that.
So how to fix it? Answer: A sailing expedition.
My plan? Get them interested (and trained) in sailing with the carrot of a week's vacation in the Caribbean.
We lived in Minnesota, so warm weather was the right bait.
It turns out through the magic of sailing certifications, training, and the bareboat charter industry, you can fly to the Caribbean, provide a credit card, and you effectively own a 20,000-pound 40-foot sailboat for a week.
This trip was the first where I was the captain and my kids were the crew. Sailing and operating the boat were 100% on us.
We were ready for the challenge.
But we had a lot to learn. And we had been sailing through darkness, for years.
Truth is, we didn't know each other anymore.
We landed in the Charlotte Amalie, USVI, then transited via ferry to the British Virgin Islands where our boat was located.
To be honest, the boat and the environment were very intimidating.
Although we had sailed in the BVI the previous year for training, the boat was now my responsibility, 100%.
All 10 tons of it and although the BVI is a the world's most popular cruising ground, the seas get big, 4-8 ft is common.
But that's the essence of an expedition: you are pushing past your comfort zone into an unknown. Even if it's known for others. If it's not know to you, then it's a light expedition.
After adjusting to the boat and it's idiosyncrasies, the first few days went very smoothly. We certainly enjoyed the 100+ degree temperature difference, from -20 F in Minneapolis in early January to 84F in the BVI.
We enjoyed all the delights of sailing the Caribbean's finest cruising ground: wind, beautiful anchorages, and sunsets.
But the best part of the trip was the most stressful & challenging, and came on the third day, when we headed to Anegada, an outer island surrounded by reefs.
And this is where things got interesting. What we had experienced so far was idyllic; that was about to change. The skies darkened, the wind picked up, and we had to push through a big storm, big seas, and dangerous reefs to get to the best part of the islands: Anegada, and it's endless, glistening white sand beaches.
During that part of the voyage, both my son and daughter played critical roles. My son stayed calm and found the buoy leading to the safe channel into the island's only harbor. My daughter learned the right holding strategy from other boats when the visibility went to less than 100 feet (just hold in position, right into the wind, until the squall passes), and schooled us on it.
They tempered my worst tendency: to just stick with the strategy and force things, rather than adapt to circumstances.
We were soon rewarded with a gorgeous anchorage which, post-storm, was awash in rainbows and glistening white beaches.
Since this was an expedition, it required teamwork to complete the mission.
That teamwork reunited my kids and I, the success we had rebuilt trust and love, and the gorgeous natural surroundings cemented that love.
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5 年I enjoyed this. Have you shared this with the brothers? (I hope to copy this idea or even try to create something like it).
Former General Manager-Area Vice President Databricks Federal, LLC at Databricks
5 年What a great story, Matt.? Hope you find a way to maintain and strengthen the relationships!
This is awesome ...
Digital transformation in Global Banking at Salesforce
5 年Thanks for sharing Matthew.
That sounds like quite a voyage! Would you do this kind of a trip again?