The things we take for granted
Brian Thompson has been writing on the Vendee Globe web site about the ordinary things in life that suddenly take on new meaning after a prolonged absence.
He says: "I am relishing the freedom to walk, to run, to go outside the 60 foot radius I was limited to. I am loving being with the family, and to see people and talk to them face to face rather than over a scratchy phone line. I am absolutely amazed to go to a shop and see a cornucopia of goodies that I was not able to have for so long; fresh milk - just go and pick it up, vegetables - take what I wish, chocolate - which flavour would I like? I am relishing listening to the radio, picking up a newspaper, going to the cinema, walking on grass, seeing the first daffodils appear. It’s all new and fresh to me.
"Do I miss those last few weeks and days of the race, being stressed and covered in hydraulic oil, coaxing Bahrain Team Pindar to the finish line to keep 5th place? Not really.
"Do I miss the Southern Ocean, the warm trade winds, the purity of the sea? Yes, I have been immensely privileged to see it once again, to live in that world for so long, to really understand we do live on a blue planet, wrapped by the sea. I am sure I will be back, hopefully in another Vendée, perhaps on another speed record attempt, and then one day cruising and showing the kids this wonderful world that we are entrusted with. I will never forget the finish of course, it was the most amazing experience, the most perfect morning to bring the circle to a close."
His comments brought back memories for me of a 43-day voyage across the southern ocean to New Zealand. His experience must have been far more acute because of the length of time at sea, the constant fight to stay in the race and the denial of normal social contact. As he points out, radio messages are not quite the same as meeting people in the flesh.
Such experiences lend a sharpness and clarity to the things that otherwise we might easily take for granted. This sharpness fades very quickly and so do the bad memories, which probably explains why so many sailors need to go back.
I remember that I adjusted so comfortably to life on board our boat that I was reluctant to step foot ashore. I enjoyed the cheering welcome but found the whole thing overwhelming. Most of my crew mates had family members to greet them but mine were on the other side of the world and I missed them.
The other thing I recall was a tremendous feeling of wellness. I had never felt better in my life. Whether it was because my body had been purged of alcohol and additives, or whether it was because the muscles had become toned by the constant movement, I have no idea.
Brian is a very grounded individual, a professional racing sailor who has spent hundreds of days at sea, so it's interesting to see that he too notices the differences of daily life. I wish these people who complain because of the colour of their steak or an inconvenient set of roadworks, would take time out occasionally to count their blessings. Sometimes when we go without for some time, it can helps us appreciate the things that really matter in life.
He says: "I am relishing the freedom to walk, to run, to go outside the 60 foot radius I was limited to. I am loving being with the family, and to see people and talk to them face to face rather than over a scratchy phone line. I am absolutely amazed to go to a shop and see a cornucopia of goodies that I was not able to have for so long; fresh milk - just go and pick it up, vegetables - take what I wish, chocolate - which flavour would I like? I am relishing listening to the radio, picking up a newspaper, going to the cinema, walking on grass, seeing the first daffodils appear. It’s all new and fresh to me.
"Do I miss those last few weeks and days of the race, being stressed and covered in hydraulic oil, coaxing Bahrain Team Pindar to the finish line to keep 5th place? Not really.
"Do I miss the Southern Ocean, the warm trade winds, the purity of the sea? Yes, I have been immensely privileged to see it once again, to live in that world for so long, to really understand we do live on a blue planet, wrapped by the sea. I am sure I will be back, hopefully in another Vendée, perhaps on another speed record attempt, and then one day cruising and showing the kids this wonderful world that we are entrusted with. I will never forget the finish of course, it was the most amazing experience, the most perfect morning to bring the circle to a close."
His comments brought back memories for me of a 43-day voyage across the southern ocean to New Zealand. His experience must have been far more acute because of the length of time at sea, the constant fight to stay in the race and the denial of normal social contact. As he points out, radio messages are not quite the same as meeting people in the flesh.
Such experiences lend a sharpness and clarity to the things that otherwise we might easily take for granted. This sharpness fades very quickly and so do the bad memories, which probably explains why so many sailors need to go back.
I remember that I adjusted so comfortably to life on board our boat that I was reluctant to step foot ashore. I enjoyed the cheering welcome but found the whole thing overwhelming. Most of my crew mates had family members to greet them but mine were on the other side of the world and I missed them.
The other thing I recall was a tremendous feeling of wellness. I had never felt better in my life. Whether it was because my body had been purged of alcohol and additives, or whether it was because the muscles had become toned by the constant movement, I have no idea.
Brian is a very grounded individual, a professional racing sailor who has spent hundreds of days at sea, so it's interesting to see that he too notices the differences of daily life. I wish these people who complain because of the colour of their steak or an inconvenient set of roadworks, would take time out occasionally to count their blessings. Sometimes when we go without for some time, it can helps us appreciate the things that really matter in life.
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