Updated: Apr 19
I used to dream about sailing. Literally, I would meditate and imagine being on a sailboat, surrounded by vast blue waters, feeling sun and wind on my face. The only difference between my current reality and my dreams is the temperature! Instead of basking in the sun, exposing as much of my body as I want, I drape myself with multiple layers of thermal underwear normally used for skiing, fleece, cottons and feather stuffed jackets. Occasionally I wear a battery powered body warmer with coils projecting heat to keep my core temperature at a life sustaining level! On top of that I am covered with foul weather gear to prevent all the layers from getting soaked with salty breeze and rain. I should have remembered to specify what latitude I preferred to be located at.
Layers, layers and more layers...
Setting aside the heavy-duty clothing, the latitude I am currently at, has a lot to offer other than the odd day of sunbathing. Currently we are anchored in Lowlandman’s Bay, Jura, surrounded by picturesque green hills, ragged rocks and everchanging aura. A rainy morning developed into a sunny day, with temperature oscillating around 18 degrees. There is not much shelter from the wind, but the water is flat, and I am counting down the hours to pour myself a glass of martini and enjoy the weekend!
Peaks in clouds...
The panoramic cockpit office view is pretty spectacular and beats the s%*t out of any top-roof-corner-office in any city. Grey and white cumulo-nibuses seem to sit atop tall, grey mountains with seemingly gentle slopes coming down into green valleys, where cattle and sheep graze on the grassy shores. Close observation through the binoculars reveals dozens of seals basking in the sun on the waterfront.
I don't think I am good at taking panoramic pictures 😉
Homes of a few lucky land dwellers are sparsely dotted along the coastline, which entices me to imagine how it would be to live in a place with no real summer. Perhaps I am just prejudiced by hearsay rather than speaking from an immersive experience. Wait… I have been having an immersive experience for the last few weeks! Obviously, not of living in a house on a Scottish island, but far more exposed to the elements, and I still wouldn’t swap it for the Mediterranean (not sure about Caribbean, as I haven’t been there).
Wishing a happy and warm weekend to anyone who might be reading this :)
Those house are built on a narrow peninsula, so on the other side of the rocky hill is the open sea.