2 Sail R's on 2 Continents

Temporarily the 2 Sail R's are on 2 continents.  Russ is with Worrall Wind in Australia, and I am living in Elk Grove, California taking care of my folks in their apartment.  My brother lives only a couple of miles away, and I am happy to be here to lift some of the burden from his shoulders and to provide the 24/7 care that Mom needs, and support that Dad needs.

My mom, LaVerne, has late stage lung cancer and is currently bedridden in her Elk Grove apartment.

As she was when she was healthy, she is always most gracious as she approaches the end of life.  She is a devout Christian and looks forward to being released from this body and being with God in Heaven.  For those of you who know my mom and would like to know her status, you can go to http://www.supportcircle.com.  Key her name LaVerne Monico.  From this site you can receive a daily update, read messages that others have sent her, and if you are so inclined, send her one of your own.  She looks forward to these messages every day.

Russ has stayed with Worrall Wind as we do not know how long we will be separated.  Worrall Wind will need to be sailed south back to Brisbane before the hurricane season.  We are seriously considering listing WW and seeing if we get any bites.  This wasn't a part of the master plan, but given our options of going around South Africa or through Pirate Alley to the Med, we are thinking this might be a viable option while the boat is still in prime cruising condition.  Shipping the boat to the Med is still an option from Thailand if we continue our cruising and our pocket book can afford the expense ($65,000).  We got a quote of $85,000 to ship the boat back to the US, ouch.   While this is tempting, it also tempting to sell the boat in OZ and buy another boat (or not) wherever our next destination.

In the meantime Russ is getting the boat sale-ready.  He and WW are still in Airlie Beach inside the Great Barrier Reef waiting for my return if it is before October.  If not before October, he will be looking for crew to help sail the boat south.  He would very much like to take the boat out and do more sailing around the Whitsunday Islands, but has promised not to solo sail.



If any of you vicarious or real salty sailors want to visit Russ and Worrall Wind for some cruising in the Whitsundays or are interested in crewing with Russ back to Brisbane, or are interested in buying Worrall Wind prior to being officially listed, please contact us.  Check the Worrall Wind - Nauticat 44 Spec Page (left hand column of the blog) for specifications and additional photos when they are available.

Will You Still Love Me, Will You Still Feed Me, When I’m Sixty-Four?

When the Beatles sang this song, who could even imagine turning 64?!
I never did.  And today, I am!  Ouch!  


Granted this is written from the young male perspective when 64 year olds must have seemed very old and sedentary, nevertheless this is my birthday poem for this year.  I am happy to say, the answer is YES!  

When I’m Sixty-four

When I get older losing my hair, (Still have lots left, along with my own teeth, yeah!)
Many years from now, (That's today!  How did I get so old?)
Will you still be sending me a valentine (My sweetie does.)
Birthday greetings bottle of wine? (ecards and Chardonnay, Shiraz, Merlot)

If I’d been out till quarter to three (Or on watch, throughout the night)
Would you lock the door, (Hatch maybe closed to keep the water out of the boat, but never you)
Will you still need me, will you still feed me, (I hope so!)
When I’m sixty-four? (Yipes! Still can't figure out how that happened.)


You’ll be older too, (ah ah ah ah ah) (Sadly, that's the way it works.)
And if you say the word, (43 years worth of yes from my sweetheart)
I could stay with you. (Yes and sail the world)
I could be handy mending a fuse (And everything else that goes haywire on a boat)
When your lights have gone. (Literally or figuratively?)
You can knit a sweater by the fireside (Ha! Steer the boat through stormy seas, more likely)
Sunday mornings go for a ride. (In our patchwork dinghy)
Doing the garden, digging the weeds, (Not a chance! Maybe diving on a coral garden.)
Who could ask for more? (We certainly can't)
Will you still need me, will you still feed me, (yes, yes)
When I’m sixty-four? (Yikes!!, how about 104?)

Every summer we can rent a cottage (How about a mooring buoy in South Pacific?)
In the Isle of Wight, if it’s not too dear (Whitsunday Islands are pretty dear)
We shall scrimp and save (That's why we live and travel on a boat)
Grandchildren on your knee (Not yet, we're surrogates for lots of cruisers children and grand pets)
Vera, Chuck, and Dave (More like Misty (dog), Balou (cat), and Noodles (dog))

Send me a postcard, drop me a line, (Email or FaceBook)


Will you still need me, will you still feed me, (not on a feeding tube yet)
When I’m sixty-four? (The answer is YES!  Yeah! Yeah!)
Whoo! (Hoo! - It's been grand!)

All is well with the 2 Sail R's on S/V Worrall Wind