So where did the dream of sailing the world come from, very good question….
Having a misspent youth which ran well into my late 20’s with a few revisits in my 30’s of travelling the world I have always enjoyed the lifestyle and freedom of being a traveler, working when I needed some $$$$ and then just kicking back, relaxing and enjoying life whilst wondering from one amazing place to another.
Having worked as a Dive Instructor on some of the best dive sites in the world, I have always had a love for water and spent some of the happiest years of my life at sea on Live aboard dive boats, albeit it earning a pittance, it was all about the experience.
In between travels I met the love of my life and got married and we traveled together until we dropped anchor number 1 (Daughter #1) which is when my grind into the norms of society started and full-time employment knocked on my door.
A few years of monotony was enough and we all took off to Thailand for a years R & R and a bit of Dive work 🙂 If you want to do some of the best diving in the world, head to Phuket and jump on a live aboard to the Similan Islands and Richelieu Rock – Whale sharks, Mantas by the dozen and oh so much more….
Then it was back to the UK. One of the most depressing things after being away is the drive back from Heathrow into to London on the M4 – The Grey and Grim starkness of the High Rise flats, welcoming you to the concrete jungle, with the overcast skies and guaranteed rain in Summer or Winter – Its enough to get you booking a ticket straight back out of there.
Anyway, heedless to say a few very dull years were spent in London, until we figured out a way to get into Australia on a more permanent basis, leading to us all moving to our current (not for too much longer) residence in Perth, Western Australia, referred to by some as the Arse end of the world, due to the fact that there is absolutely nothing for a very, very long way in whichever direction you go 🙂
More to follow…..