We have moved home.
Back in 2010 when we started, this was meant to be an 18-month adventure - two years, max. But one thing led to another, and we decided to cross the Pacific, and Erik got interesting work, and and and. And two years became six.
|Preparing to set out in October 2010.|
|Makeshift repair in New Caledonia|
|Arriving in New Zealand|
Keep your eyes peeled and snatch them as they stumble by. Jump on them like a mugger on a drunk in an alleyway. That long-ago day in our living room, with a baby over one shoulder and a four-year-old Cinderella in a cowboy hat tearing past my feet, I could have said no to Erik's crazy boat sabbatical idea. I could easily have turned down the prospect of trading my comfortable, happy life for a world of uncertainty, and no one would have blamed me.
|Adjusting the baggywrinke underway|
|Camping out in the Tuamotus|
Opportunities don't always sound fun. They don't sound simple, and they almost never announce themselves as Something Great. But find them. Make them! Run them to ground like a lion taking an antelope. They won't all work out, but you'll have some amazing adventures along the way.
|Who can resist a hole in the sand?|
|Riding in the family car|
|Grannie wins the Most Frequent Visitor award|
|And you wonder why we stayed out so long|
Every morning, my smiling girls hop on the school bus. Erik catches the train to work. And I start tapping away at my keyboard. Physically, we're back where we started, but this isn't The End.
The Papillon Crew has started their next adventure. I hope you'll have one, too.
|Six years later - November 2016|