{"id":3918,"date":"2014-01-28T01:00:42","date_gmt":"2014-01-28T06:00:42","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.allandouglas.com\/blog\/?p=3918"},"modified":"2025-04-21T01:56:40","modified_gmt":"2025-04-21T05:56:40","slug":"rooted-in-minimalism","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/pineymountainfoster.org\/thoughts\/rooted-in-minimalism\/","title":{"rendered":"Rooted in Minimalism"},"content":{"rendered":"
\"minimalist<\/div>\n

As you know, Dear Reader, I have recently been looking at and talking about the concepts of minimalism.\u00a0 While I can not currently claim membership in that club, it is the direction in which I\u2019m moving, and it occurs to me that it is the direction from whence I came.\u00a0 Yes,\u00a0I was once a certifiable minimalist \u2013 long before it was popular, before there was a fancy nameplate to hang on\u00a0one\u2019s door to announce it to the world.\u00a0 It was just the way it was.\u00a0 No; I didn\u2019t grow up in the Great Depression, it was something far stranger than that.<\/p>\n

You see, it began in childhood.\u00a0 We were an Air Force family and the government has never been any too generous with Non-Com pay rates.\u00a0 My parent\u2019s always saw that the 4 of us young\u2019uns had what we needed, but frills were few.\u00a0 Don\u2019t get me wrong; we weren\u2019t raised in a packing crate or anything, we were comfortable and happy.\u00a0 The only time I ever felt even a little deprived was when a friend came to school wearing a pair of the latest tennis shoes \u2013 you know, the ones that make you run like the wind and allow you to leap over small buildings in a single bound, I\u2019d feel a twinge of envy.\u00a0 But it passed quickly.\u00a0 My parents raised us with better values than that.\u00a0 They taught us to find contentment in what we had.\u00a0 More or less!\u00a0\u00a0 <\/p>\n

The Plan Forms<\/h2>\n

As I became a young man, I became fascinated with the idea of\u00a0traveling the world in a sailboat, earning my way as I went.\u00a0 I read all of the books written by Lynn and Larry Pardey about their adventures as they cruised the world in their 24 foot Serrafyn.\u00a0 Much of their writing was about handling rough weather in a small boat, navigation and cruising on a shoe string; being a \u201cSelf Sufficient Sailor\u201d was a common thread through all of their books and the title of one of them.\u00a0 These folks provided the blueprint for my plan.<\/p>\n

I enjoyed a pair of books by Gordon and Nina Stuermer, Starbound<\/em> and Deep Water Cruising<\/em>.\u00a0 I also added Blown Away<\/em> and You Can\u2019t Blow Home Again <\/em>by Herb Payson to my library.\u00a0 And of course Chapman\u2019s Piloting and Seamanship is a reference book no serious sailor should be without.\u00a0 It covers everything from tying knots to weather prediction to navigation.\u00a0 Since I planned to build my boat by finishing out a hull and deck kit, I also devoured all of Ferenc Mat\u00e9<\/a> books beginning with From A Bare Hull<\/em>.\u00a0 It was his Best Boats To Build<\/em> that helped me decide on the 28 foot Bristol Channel Cutter.<\/p>\n

Earning a Living on the Go<\/h2>\n

While I was working on acquiring the skills needed to sail the world alone, I was also working on the skills I\u2019d need to earn a living as I went.\u00a0 I\u2019d been writing since I was in Jr. High School, just journaling short stories at first, nothing worth showing anyone, but it was a beginning.\u00a0 Creative Writing classes in High School helped.\u00a0 Then as a free young adult I took jobs with first one publishing company then another.\u00a0 Both exposed me to professional writing and opened doors to my first published magazine articles and my first book.\u00a0 I also made valuable contacts with people who were willing to help me accomplish my life goal, including a typesetter who volunteered to type my hand written texts into manuscript form and get them to my publisher.\u00a0 This was before laptop computers, my writing would be done in long-hand on notebook paper and mailed back to the \u2018States\u2019.<\/p>\n

Phase One: A Real Boat<\/h2>\n

\"Victoria<\/p>\n

Then I bought a sailboat.\u00a0 Not the Cutter I wanted, I lived inland and needed a boat that could be used on the local lakes yet would handle like a bigger boat.\u00a0 I did some research and chose the Victoria 18.\u00a0 With a full keel, 550 pounds of lead ballast and a sloop rig, she would respond and handle on the lakes like a large boat would on the ocean.\u00a0 I had already taught myself the basics of sailing using a Sunfish.\u00a0 I traded the sunfish in on a Victoria, christened her Pegasus and set about learning to handle a real boat.<\/p>\n

Pegasus came with a small outboard engine, but I loathed using it.\u00a0 I didn\u2019t even take it with me most of the time.\u00a0 Instead, I learned to SAIL the boat.\u00a0 I learned to tack my way up the narrow channel to the marina, learned to watch the water for wave patterns that indicated wind shifts, and to maximize whatever winds were available.\u00a0 I went out sailing in all weather from near calm to 35 mile per hour winds that whipped the lake to huge, foam crested waves, spray stinging my face and the wind howling through the rigging.\u00a0 Pegasus seemed to enjoy the rough weather sailing as much as I did.\u00a0 And I learned a great deal about sailing single handed.<\/p>\n

\"Welsh<\/a>I did have a little Welsh Corgie named Brandy, who enjoyed sailing with me in fair weather.\u00a0 I trained him to stand on the foredeck as I worked into the dock, foreline in his mouth.\u00a0 On my command, Brandy would jump over to the dock, run around a cleat and jump back into the boats\u2019 cockpit where I sat and give me the rope.\u00a0 I\u2019d then snug it up, stopping our forward motion and drawing the boat up to the dock gentle as a falling leaf.\u00a0 This little maneuver tended to leave the spectators on the dock staring gape-jawed.\u00a0 It was great\u2026 once we got it down pat.\u00a0 There were a few scary and embarrassing moments along the way!<\/p>\n

Learning to Live Small<\/h2>\n
\"sailboat,<\/a>
Typical Small Boat Interior<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

One would think that contemplating moving from a house with 1000 square feet of living space to a boat with less than 100 square feet would be intimidating.\u00a0 In fact it was not.\u00a0 I had spent many long weekends aboard Pegasus (which offered \u00bc of the cabin space the Cutter would and I learned to cook and bathe and change clothes and sleep comfortably in a coffin-like tunnel that served as a berth.\u00a0 The cutter would seem spacious compared to this.<\/p>\n

I began ridding myself of unnecessary stuff, deciding what would be required and what was frivolous.\u00a0 I selected a set of high quality woodworking hand tools that fit neatly into a pocketed oil-skin tool roll about the size of a large duffel.\u00a0 With these and a knock-down work bench I practiced making furniture\u00a0for friends and neighbors in my back yard.<\/p>\n

\"Bristol
Bristol Channel Cutter with classic rig under full sail<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

lI was looking forward to the challenge ahead as I scrimped and saved every penny I could to buy the hull and deck kit that would become my future home.<\/p>\n

The Dream Hits a Reef<\/h2>\n

When I was quite close to purchasing the Cutter and beginning the work of building my boat, life and love intervened and I began to rethink my plan.\u00a0 The details don\u2019t much matter now, but she had no intention of living in a cramped little boat.\u00a0 So instead of trading Pegasus in on the Cutter, going off to sail the world and write about my adventures, I used the money to get married build a woodshop and write about building furniture.<\/p>\n

Over the years I wandered far from the notion of living in a space the size of most people\u2019s bathroom.\u00a0 She who stole my heart was a material girl and we collected tons of stuff and spent quite a few years pursuing wealth and the imagined security it offered.\u00a0 Then things changed again; divorce cost me everything I had.\u00a0 Time to start over.<\/p>\n

Time to get back on track.\u00a0 My outlook over the past 16 years has been far less materialistic, and I\u2019ve been much happier.\u00a0 Marie and I found each other and she has been a perfect soul mate.\u00a0 Now, as we look toward retirement I again seek to simplify\u00a0life, to get back to basics and a life uncomplicated by volumes of possessions and debt.\u00a0 We’re still not dedicated to minimalism and this is an on-going process, but the more we do, the better we like it.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

As you know, Dear Reader, I have recently been looking at and talking about the concepts of minimalism.  While I can not currently claim membership in that club, it is the direction in which I’m moving, and it occurs to me that it is the direction from whence I came.  Yes, I was once a certifiable … Continue reading “Rooted in Minimalism”<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7,12],"tags":[65,64],"class_list":["post-3918","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-life","category-muse","tag-freelance-writing","tag-simple-living"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/pineymountainfoster.org\/thoughts\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3918","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/pineymountainfoster.org\/thoughts\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/pineymountainfoster.org\/thoughts\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/pineymountainfoster.org\/thoughts\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/pineymountainfoster.org\/thoughts\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=3918"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/pineymountainfoster.org\/thoughts\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3918\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":21511,"href":"https:\/\/pineymountainfoster.org\/thoughts\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3918\/revisions\/21511"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/pineymountainfoster.org\/thoughts\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=3918"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/pineymountainfoster.org\/thoughts\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=3918"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/pineymountainfoster.org\/thoughts\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=3918"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}