A ship in harbor is safe...
A ship in harbor is safe - but that is not what ships are for. ~John A. Shedd
I think we're all ships (defo sounds cheesy), yes safe feels good, but I definitely feel that adversity, chance, putting ourselves in risky situations - keeps us alive, maintains our happiness. Mr. Shedd is right, ships weren't meant for harbors and we weren't built to stay safe - all the time.
We just got this email from a customer of ours, Mr Peter Wood, we loved it. Big adventures, risks, they're usually thrown to the side, due to reasons such as - there's too much going on, family commitments, things come up. It almost seems as if there's a direct correlation between getting older and coming up with excuses.
Here in the workshop, there is always time for taking chances, for big adventures. If there's something you've wanted to do, do it, chase it ruthlessly, take a chance - do the things you were built to do!
Just back from an attempt at kayaking the whitewater off from one of the
more remote of the Seven Summits, Puncak Jaya in Papua, Indonesia.
I promised myself I'd write to the manufacturers of the two bits of gear
which made the most difference to me and the two bits of gear which failed
in the field.
I was so glad to have brought an Etobicoke jacket along. With only limited
space for six-day's food, camp and kayaking equipment in our boats, only the
essentials came along for the ride. Weight needed to be kept to a minimum
too, with a gruelling two day trek into the river carrying our kayaks.
To cut a long story short the Primaloft jacket's ingeniously proportioned
stow pocket/pillow was great for the long transit halfway round the world.
Then at 2,000m plus in the cloud forest as we hiked to and descended the
Kemabu River it kept the shivers at bay inside my hammock and two-season
sleeping bag (the hardy highland Papuans go about largely naked or in
t-shirt and shorts, but the first sign of rain has them scampering for their
huts and perpetually cosy hearth). Finally, when infection set in to the
splinter wounds in my hands down in the comparatively balmy airstrip town of
Pogapa, the jacket was my only other layer to keep my temperature up besides
the thermal and shorts I had with me on the river.
So thanks for a well designed and classy jacket.
Logistics and misfortune cut our trip short of a full descent of the river
and with tensions rising over mining in the area there may never be a return
attempt. The Derewo river catchment is under environmental threat from the
expansion of gold mining in the lower gorges and the relocation of the
cavernous Freeport mining operation to the northern side of the Carstensz
Pyramid. A return to the river is at the back of our minds, but along the
way we picked up some great information on exploratory paddling still to be
done in Sumatra and Sulawesi.