Drink the Wild Air

Last week Andrew and I escaped the craziness of the summer. We packed up our duffle bags and hit the road (and seas).  We detached from the world for 5 whole days with a boat delivery from Maine to Rhode Island. Limited cell service. A few bottles of wine. A row boat in tow. Just the two of us.

Absolute bliss.

The summer is a double edged sword for Andrew and I. We love summer for all the same reasons as most of the rest of the world. But it is also the time of the year that we work the most. Seasonal work has its ups and downs. So to say I have been neglecting my husband, my house, my blog, my life…that would be an understatement.

5 whole days away from the everyday stresses was heaven. We didn't plan. We didn't talk about the future (other than to pick out a dog name!). We didn't care (for the most part!) that the weather was foggy, windless and bleak.

We just were. And THAT, is a beautiful thing.

Proof that we made it to Maine

Day 1 | Belfast, Maine | The "Biggest Little City" in Maine

Flat Calm | Sun's Out

Road soda for my classy, Budweiser loving husband

Day 3 | Boothbay Harbor

A normal view for the first 3 days

On Watch

Day 3 | Isle of Shoals | Fog meets water

Running from the Devil

Day 4 | Provincetown, Cape Cod

Day 5 | Sunrise Sail to the Cape Cod Canal

Cruising through the Cape Cod Canal at 9.5 kts

Coming into Newport, RI

Killer Sunset & Full Moon to welcome us Home

It didn't have to be a boat delivery…it could have been hiking in the woods, a "staycation", or a cottage on the beach, but detachment is part of living. I get that urge often when too much stress and commitments build up over time. That urge to just walk away from it all, if only for a few hours, a few days. A way to unplug. Unwind. Recharge. Gain order in my life. And drink the wild air.

And usually, for me, that means packing up a duffle bag, getting on a boat, and watching the sea go by. 

Live in the sunshine. Swim the sea. Drink the wild air.  - Emerson