It’s Gone!

My beloved teardrop trailer, mi chiquito, it’s gone!  It sold in forty-eight hours after first being advertised. There was a deluge of interest. I didn’t expect anyone to want it but calls came from as far away as Washington State!  Of course I’m left thinking that the price should have been higher but I was daunted by the parade of folks lining up to buy it. If I’d had ten teardrops (How’s that for a song title?) they would all be sold by now. Jill did a great job with the ads. Unlike most boats I’ve sold I’ve actually broken even on this rig and it went to a very nice lady on Vancouver Island who will use it exactly as it should be. I have warned her that the big drawback will be all the attention it draws wherever the teardrop goes. Oddly, within the week, two other teardrop trailers appeared for sale but neither compared in quality and value to my baby. It’s gone now, all over but for the drinking.

Hig life on the road, somewhere in Sinaloa
High life on the road, somewhere in Sinaloa

I’ve decided that it is rather nice to stand up to put your pants on and in consideration of travelling southern latitudes where snakes and scorpions roam, it might be nice not to have to go outside to the bathroom in the night. Besides, it might be easier to invite guests if we don’t have to spoon! I also found the little trailer very warm in Mexico.  So, despite my diatribes about stuff, I miss the teardrop, but probably as much for what it represents as anything else.  So onwards toward next winter in Mexico. I’ll be reviewing every small trailer ad I come across and as the weather warms, work on ‘Seafire’ will resume. Fortunately, preparing it to sail, or sell, requires the same efforts.  So my decision about parting with my floating home does not need to be made in a panic.

In recall  of my recent teardrop pilgrimage and in anticipation of what lies ahead, the rest of this blog is some more photos in review and in projection of the journey.

By the way if, as some people indicate, you like my philosophies about life, spirituality, stuff and true values, check out Ken Robinson on You Tube.  Sir Kenneth Robinson travels the globe expounding ideas outside the box on education, social and political  interactions, truth, passion and higher ways of living. He moves at times in circles close to the Dali Lama. I love what he says and how he says it. Anyone who unabashedly  promotes living away from the herd and drinking upstream of it has my vote.

In one presentation he quotes part of a poem by Anais Nin. I’ll do my best to paraphrase it.

… The agony of being tight in the bud

became more than the pain of blossoming.”

The message is clear.

Daybreak in San Blas
Daybreak in San Blas

Life is a journey

Water temp. 82ºF cold beer and fresh fish at the cantina
Water temp. 82ºF , Cold beer and fresh fish at the cantina.
Hope springs eternal
Hope springs eternal
The girls we leave behind
The girls we leave behind

 

NUTS!
NUTS!
I try to imagine the Spaniards with all their gear struggling through this
The long and winding road
All roads lead to the sea
All roads lead to the sea
Mexican Red
Mexican Red
Texture, The Mexican elephant
Texture,
The Mexican elephant
Cantina by the sea
Cantina by the sea
Last of the revolutionaries
Last of the revolutionaries

Back door

La Banga
La Banga
Mexican alarm clock
Mexican alarm clock
San Blas River
San Blas River
Indelible
Indelible

Author: Fred Bailey

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 lived aboard and extensively cruised the BC Coast on 'Seafire' the boat he refitted to go voyaging, to explore new horizons both inner and outer. This blog was about that journey and the preparations for it. Circumstances prevailed which forced the sale of his beloved vessel. Now on a different tack, the voyage continues. If you follow this blog your interest may provide some of the energy that helps fuel the journey. Namaste Contact me at svpaxboat@gmail.com

2 thoughts on “It’s Gone!”

  1. We are sad to see the teardrop sold. Loved seeing her parked in all the exotic locations esposing her own life’s philosophy. Shedding tears over itbis a wastevof time so onwards with the next chapter I guess.

    1. Tony:
      It’s interesting to be aware of the attachment to ‘Stuff’ and how that materialism shapes our sense of indentity.

      Why should we feel less of a person without certain material attachments? You guys have come pretty close to shedding all the stuff and are a great inspiration. Good on ya1 Fred

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