Reflection on Sailing across the Sea of Cortez: The Art of Slow Travel

My first thought about sailing in the Sea of Cortez is that it has been an incredible journey and we are so lucky to have been able to meet Jerry and Yeri and sail with them. They said we helped out a lot with the crossing but really, I can’t express how much gratitude and inspriation we have gotten from the journey.

Hanging out with Jerry and listening to his trips in the past and also being a part of the sailing trip this time has really made me think more about the art of slow travel. Jerry has a comfortable boat. As I said in the summary, it is bigger than our old one bedroom apartment in Vancouver.  M/S SOMF has two spacious sleeping berths, a full kitchen (ahem, galley), two bathrooms with showers, a large living room sitting area inside and a table sitting area on the back deck. The ceilings are high and you can easily walk around inside. The boat is very liveable but the downside is that it needs the perfect conditions to sail – the right wind in the right direction. Subsequently, the sailboat is motored quite often. However, Jerry comments that ‘95% of the time, you’re anchored.’ They are going to be anchored at that very spot in La Cruz in Banderas Bay for the next two months before making a four day sailing back up north the Sea of Cortez to San Carlos where the boat is stored.
Sometimes, when you’re cycling, it becomes about the distance covered and ticking away the kilometres accomplished that week. In the past, Jerry spent about 4 years sailing from San Francisco to Costa Rica. Cycling, we aim to do that same trip in under 6 months. It was kind of mindblowing. Sailing has really reminded me that travel…really life itself… is not actually about a checklist of distances but rather about enjoying the experiences themselves. Savoring the experiences like a good meal where each flavor is a note in a magnificent symphony. It was amazing to sit out on the bow of the ship for hours gazing at the sea and the periodic turtles drift by.

I’ve also realized that afternoon naps are beautiful. We often took staggered afternoon naps as we were each up at strange times of the night on watch. Afternoon naps are a chance to slow down in the afternoon, spend some time with yourself  and sometimes with your closest partners and take this time for yourself to reflect, think and recharge. They also break you out of the normalized mold of a day of working non-stop during the day and then regimented to at least 8 hours of sleep at night or else you’re not considered  healthy.  In our busy, hectic world where we are trying to accomplish more and more without really realizing why we’re doing it except an elusive promise of happiness after winning the rat race, maybe taking more afternoon naps will be good for us…and perhaps even good for the world and the environment too.  Happiness is not just an elusive promise always just beyond grasp but already infused into every fibre and moment of everyday if only you slow down and take that moment to realize it.



One thought on “Reflection on Sailing across the Sea of Cortez: The Art of Slow Travel

  1. Happy New Year. Maggie both you and Brian are so fortunate to be able to experience not only what you both have done in the past but also what lays ahead for you. Most people only dream about some of the things you have experienced and you both are actually doing it. Kudos for you guys

    I am happy to experience some of it from your emails. When you are all done you must write a book or two about your experiences. I look forward to reading them. 😊

    Keep safe

    Love Aunty Myrna

    Sent from my iPad


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