|That's 3 Crouzats, not one|
It took them 29 hours. They misplaced a day on the way, traded their winter boots for sandals, and had to slap on some sunscreen in less than 36 hours.
Though it seems sudden from a sailor's perspective, this visit was a long time coming.*
|A memorable moment: parasailing with dad|
|Ready for adventure!|
We showed them how to work the toilet, how to use a foot pump to get water, how to hop in and out of the dinghy at the beach. It was interesting to see my everyday life unfold before their surprised eyes. Rick and I had to laugh, we spent all winter rebuilding the settee so it could be used as a berth, and my parents begged us to sleep under the stars in the cockpit. They wanted an adventure.
|Tramping on Urupukapuka|
|Sleeping under the stars...|
|Mom at the helm|
|The gang of 4|
I miss my parents now that they are gone. And while I much prefer sailboats, planes are pretty cool too. It means loved ones can reach you in under 2 days, not 2 years.
|Thanks for making the journey mama and papa Crouzat!|
*I did spend a brief time with my mother in California prior to crossing the Pacific in 2013, but the last time I’d seen my father was in early 2011.