This is me
Blue eyed, hardly ever stepped foot on a boat before, I arrived to join the “Natty M” boys one early September morning in the Marquesas. One backpack short, heart fluttering and with all my sense of adventure, Kyber met me with a flower and a big smile at Atuona airport, Nuka Hiva, Marquesas and so this grand journey began.
Living with 4 salty seamen (now sadly reduced to 3, you are missed Ben!) is awesome. It seems like anything that pops in to their heads is said and done. They fart and burp heartily which always makes me giggle like a schoolgirl. They do dorky, weird stuff all the time and make me laugh, tell me stories and let me in on some of the mysterious ways of being a boy. They toughen me up, teach me new things and make me do things I never thought I’d ever dare do.
The boys have all taken me surfing, or at least tried to as I sometimes just end up eating shit. Kyber taught me to surf behind the dinghy and attempted to teach me how to kite. Kiting might not be for me, as I was a disaster, but surfing is pretty much the most fun I can have here with all my clothes on. It is tremendously amazingly fun and I can see why it is just about the only thing the guys want to do. Unfortunately for my inexperienced self, most the waves here seem as big as mountains or the reef threatens to drag me over sharp rocks and coral. Still, some passes are sometimes surfable for me and I go out every chance I get and do my best. The guys point out the place to be and tell me to get over my girly ways and go for it. They laugh when I fall and are maybe stoked as I am when I get one and it makes me feel safer knowing they aren’t too far away.
I have also tried my hand at spear fishing with a Hawaiian sling, amongst the beautiful coral in the Tuamotus. The sea is so full of life; there are stunningly colored fish everywhere you look, frisky little fish that nibble your legs, more sharks than I liked, dolphins and whales frolicking about with their young, the occasional turtle, moray eels, crabs and octopuses. My hunting skills however are not the best and I felt bad for trying to assassinate poor tiny fish for fun and stuck to snorkeling and watching the other guys hunt and provide us fresh fish instead.
Snorkeling about and swimming with sharks was something I never in a million years thought I would do or ever wanted to. The first shark I saw terrified me nearly to death. Kyber was telling me to be confident and act like I was in charge, not let it be known that I was frightened and that these sharkies are only reef sharks and they are mostly mellow. Easy for him to say, when in my mind a killing machine is circling around us, with his (or her) yellow catlike eye fixed on us. I was probably doing a poor job of hiding my fear and oozing terror. At least Kyber was there to hold my hand, hide behind and keep me from fainting until the thing lost interest and swam away. However after a few days and no attacks I realized that he was right, my fear faded away and I was able to enjoy myself around the big carnivorous fish. At one point I even thought the smaller baby ones were cute.
Life on board the Natural Mystic is pretty tranquil. There is nowhere we need to be or anything we have to do. Our next destination unknown, the wind blowing us and following the surf. Sleeping in, hanging out and having fun, life seems pretty excellent right now.
My bikini covered butt looks white as snow these days after tanning for a couple of months and it is hard to believe I was almost that pale when I arrived. I have read a handful of books, filled a drawing-book with this and that and pondered about the mysteries of life, the universe and everything. I have also discovered the baker in me and I now know how to make a wicked loaf of bread.
Sometimes I miss the company of other girls. The guys are great fun and all, but girls understand you, when guys just think you are being unreasonable and silly. For about a week now we have had the pleasure of having Jill on board, a magnificent chick we met on the dock when her yacht was our neighbor. She escaped the tyranny of her mega yacht and was welcomed with open arms on ours, where she could relax and enjoy herself, as one should when you are in paradise. Sadly she had to go back home, leaving Kahlil and myself to mope about the boat a little bit. I had so much fun with you Jill and I miss you!
My birthday came around this time of year and I turned 24. The day was celebrated at the spa where Kyber got me a couples hot rock massage treatment, one of the best birthday presents of all time, and later that evening on the boat, where Jill made a first class super tasty dinner and Dizzy whipped up yummy drinks. The night sky was covered in stars and we lay as a human maze on the trampoline, everybody with their own date, snuggling and enjoying the sweet and simple pleasures of life.
The day after was equally incredible, as one of my childhood dreams came true and I got to swim with dolphins! It was mind-bottling and fantastic, wondrous, superb, there are really no words to describe how wonderful it was. Jill and I got to hug and snuggle the dolphin and kiss it on the chin. The little buddy, who in fact was bigger than I thought, also swam with us under water as we held on to the dorsal fin with one hand and wrapped our other one around his belly and snuggled close. It feels like a dream now and it still makes me smile just thinking about it.
Celebrating Christmas and New Year without snow, cold weather and a warm fireplace was not a first for me, still I don’t seem to get used to it and it feels a little strange. My snowboard was traded for my surfboard, cold for warm, but my family and friends are still in my heart, as they always are and I think about you guys a lot. I miss every one of you and I hope you all are well, healthy, happy and safe.
Being so far away from home is not always easy. I get homesick from time to time and miss everybody terribly. We all do. But, I feel like we are a little family of our own cruising around the ocean together. I know the guys are there for me if I need to talk or cry just as I am there for them if they need it. When Dizzy throws nasty stuff at me and makes me run away screaming he will always say he misses his sister. I guess he used to torment her, and now he finds it highly amusing to do the same to me. He and Kahlil both feel like my brothers, and I hope your guy’s biological siblings don’t mind sharing them a little bit with me.
As for Kyber, I love hanging out with him and I think he is the cutest boy in the whole world right now. He managed to steal my heart away and I hope it will be safe in his hands.
Only time will tell what the future holds in store for any of us and in the mean time I will laugh, play and have as much fun as possible.
I hope you all do the same and that you have a wonderful day!
When we were in Haapiti for New Year I hung out on the inside and tried to catch the waves. I got my sinuses rinsed out, paddled until my arms turned into mush, pearled once or twice, caught some and managed to get up too! It was great! There is no picture proof of me actually standing up, so here is one where I am just sitting, chillaxing and trying to look cute. We all miss you and hope that you will come and visit us again soon! Moorea is not the same without you and Jamie.
Ps: I named my board Shawn Door, Mr. Door for short, and our lovely painting from your sweethearts still decorates our wall.
Lots of love, Tina