Relocating is stressful. I didn’t want to go through that much work just to then be living in a boat on a lake. I began thinking about one of the things I gave up to spend my weekends sailing… the beach. A decent beach in Texas is a 6-hour drive from our home. We don’t do that anymore.
I love the beach more than any other environment. Yes, even more than sailing. Being at the ocean, the sand and sun on my skin. The distinctive scent of the salty water, the strong breezes. And the constant lulling sound the waves make as they repeatedly kiss the shore.
Initially, we decided that the northwest coast of Florida would be a great place to start over. I was even in conversation with St Andrew’s Bay Marina about slip availability and costs. Then Hurricane Michael hit at the latter part of 2018. Panama City was directly hit. Just about everything was completely wiped out, including the marina I was speaking with.
It was a harsh wake up call for me. I didn’t want to move to the most active hurricane state in the US. We began to search. There must be somewhere in the world that doesn’t have hurricanes. Then we found it. The Mediterranean Sea.
In the search for a homeport, we changed our minds often due to residency limitations. First Malta, then Italy, finally settling on the tiny country of Croatia, with its thousand islands.
That was really exciting. Exotic port, amazing food, incredible people. It was the perfect fairytale dream.