Home Sweet Home
Josh is the writer, and I like to think that I am the photographer. However, occasionally, I get excited to write about my favorite place to be. By now you have read all about how we found Red Sky, nothing has ever felt more like fate. This boat was meant to be ours, and sailing it has fulfilled a dream that I did not even know I had. Josh has always dreamed of owning, and even living on a sailboat someday. I have always found them to be more appealing than any other form of boat, but because I had no experience, and I am only half the dreamer that Josh is, I just admired them from afar. That being said, one day walking down the piers in our hometown and admiring the sailboats quickly turned into daydreaming about someday owning one of our own. Browsing online quickly became searching in earnest for a boat that could be ours, and far more quickly than we anticipated, we started looking at boats. The first, as you have read was an absolute bust. The only thing that it had going for it, good reviews aside, was the price. However, fate intervened and because the owner never responded, Red Sky became not just an option, but our future.
The first time I saw our boat was in a photo, I had to work in the timeframe that Josh was able to go and look at the boat, but when I saw the photo, I knew. That was our boat. Fortunately, we both felt the same way, and quickly things fell into place and we had the title in hand. The first time I stepped onto our boat, I was both ecstatic and completely overwhelmed at what we had gotten ourselves in to. I wanted so badly for sailing to come naturally to us, but there was that fear that lingered at the surface that we would fail. That fear stayed firmly in place while we waited patiently to be able to get our boat in the water. We knew that she would be going in in Mackinaw City, which is about 49 nautical miles from our hometown of Petoskey, MI. We knew that we were going to have to sail that distance, but really had no idea how we were going to make that happen, but motoring was always an option, so we held on to that with the optimism that we would be able to actually sail by the time we made the trip.
When the day finally came and our boat was in the water, we made our way north for what was sure to be one of the best weekends ever. The first day was absolute chaos. We had to pull everything out that had been stored in the boat for the years it had been at Shepler’s, and begin what will likely be a never-ending list of projects. Despite the chaos, we were both in heaven! Walking onto the boat it just felt “right”, by the end of the weekend I was, and still am, convinced that living on a boat is our future. We were able to take Red Sky out and motor around, and explore the area around the infamous Mackinaw Bridge. Getting our sails up was in the near future, but I will let Josh tell you all about that.