HAPPY ANNIVERSARY DAVID, I love you!!! What a great 9 years — and 11 years of long distance dating before that! Time definitely flies when you’re having fun!
I’ve shared this story before, but If it hadn’t been for cruising, we probably still wouldn’t be married ….
After having been married before, I was not a fan of getting re-married. David, on the other hand, thought that after 11 years of dating (long distance at that – we lived 3 hours apart), we should get married. I proposed a truce — when we sailed the boat into the harbor in Fiji (as in South Pacific), we’d get married. I figured this was a safe enough proposition since David had no intention of ever taking me or the boat through the Panama Canal.
Then on our very first passage crossing from the Dry Tortugas to Isla Mujeres, the gulf stream taught us about its very own weather patterns and it was a bit wilder than anticipated. At one point, in the middle of the night, sleep deprived, both of us were in the cockpit watching giant swells lift our stern and then thankfully pass smoothly beneath Winterlude’s hull. I made a critical mistake.
After one particularly big swell which we both swore was going to break and swamp the cockpit, I said … “if I live through this, maybe we don’t have to get all the way to Fiji after all”. Right then and there in the tilt-a-whirl cockpit, just after the big cooler down below launched an icy deluge of freezing cold water across the cabin sole below, David dropped to his knees and said “does that mean you’ll marry me?”
Yikes, look what I’ve gotten myself into now! Now that I think back on it, I’m pretty sure coercion was involved. But regardless, I said yes.
This was late November underway to Isla Mujeres, Mexico. January 2, I found myself married – luckily we had already planned to return to the U.S. for Christmas.
And we’ve never regretted it. It didn’t ruin anything!
HAPPY ANNIVERSARY DAVID!!!