Carless… – by Erin

The end of an Era – Long live the mighty Tundra

Howdy Folks,

I’m sitting here aboard Vela in our slip at Waterford harbor marina in Kemah, in the great state of Texas, just sort of letting that title sink in.  No, that’s not a typo, Kara and I are in-fact carless.  For the first time since either of us has been legal to drive, we don’t own a motor vehicle.  So gone are things like car insurance  (at least it will be when I finish this post and remember to call our insurance guy).  Gone too are state inspections, gas bills and road rage…of course, with that goes minor things like the ability to jump in my old Tundra for the 15 trips to Home Depot, West Marine and the hardware store, that it usually takes me to complete a simple project.

It’s kinda crazy, I’ve always had a car and never even given a second thought to how much easier it makes everyday life.  Untill now that I’m carless.  I actually loved my old Toyota Tundra.  It was by far the best vehicle I’ve ever owned and I’ll miss it’s 11 year old, 185,000 mile self.

That being said, being carless really drives home the fact that we’re doing this thing.  Vela is pretty much ready to go, still some fine tuning but this Monday (weather permitting) we’re planning to finally untie the Eff’n dock lines and get moving.  That’s right, actually use Vela for her intended purpose and get out and start doing the things we’ve been prepping and planning for, for the last 3+ years.

The last couple weeks have been an emotional roller coaster of boat projects (ah the poop tank), provisioning, stowing and re-stowing everything we own aboard Vela.  Coupled with the seemingly endless stream of logistics it takes to wrap up our affairs and put our land-life on hold and behind us for a while and start looking towards that unknown future.  So as I lay here, I’m pretty exhausted but as I take metal stock of what’s going on in our lives, I realize I’m also excited, nervous, hopeful and just plain ready to go.  Let’s do this, or, as my late and amazing grandmother used to say…lets blow this popsicle stand.  At the same time the hardest part about leaving is..well leaving.  I mean, pretty much everyone we know and love (with the exception of each other), we have to leave.  Our families, amazing friends, comfortable homes and great well paying jobs (ah paychecks…I miss those).  We have to leave them all.  Many folks say they’ll come visit us in cool places and we’re extremely hopeful that will happen, but until then…we have to get moving.

And that my friends, is an exciting, scary, crazy, terrifying and positively life changing thing.

So please hang around and follow along with us.  Because this week, the plan is to jump across the Gulf of Mexico again, but this time heading into the rising sun and spend some quality time in Florida as we work our way north up the east coast for the summer.

 

Our reward as we grilled dinner at the marina. Not long and the view will be changing…finally!