“The truth is of course is that there is no journey. We are arriving and departing all at the same time.”
The stark reality this adventure is ending tomorrow hit us as we paddled north from the Amelia Island State Park Put In. We began reminiscing. Talking about people we met along the way and the remarkable experiences we shared.
Of course we remembered the good times and the difficult. The big ocean swells and the placid waters. We laughed at some memories and cursed others. We became silent letting it all sink in. Man, what a ride.
We both admit there is part of us that’s ready for this adventure to be over. At the same time a little voice in the back of our head is whispering “You’re going to miss the achy muscles, the adrenalin rush of crashing a kayak through 8 foot sea swells, and looking up on a clear night trying to fathom those billion stars in the sky”.
Tomorrow, we’ll paddle slow and remember it all over again. Heck, from now on, when we climb into the cockpit of a kayak we’ll flashback and remember some moment of this trip. How lucky is that?
As we round the last bend and catch the first glimpse of all our family and friends on shore we’ll know our 1515 mile trek is complete. We will have arrived and departed all at the same time.
Marc and Jim