I've just finished reading Tinkerbelle, Robert Manry's story of his lone crossing of the Atlantic from Falmouth, USA to Falmouth, England in his 13.5 feet cabin cruiser. I find the whole Manry story a fascinating one. What an inspiration he has been, and still is. Having read through the final words of his book and put it down on the table, I come away from the pages thinking "wow", I felt lifted, and inspired. And, if it was'nt already there, with a confounded confidence that in a small boat anything truly is possible.
There is a website called the Manry Project, where his daily log of the trip is a fascinating read. It was interesting to read the log first and then follow that with reading his book.
The whole story was front page news back in 1965, when literally everyone on both sides of the Atlantic were following news reports of his whereabouts during the 78 day crossing.
The whole concept of what society classes a normal working man, working a normal job and having a young family, being compelled to take to a path of adventure into the unknown, to realize his dreams. I can fully side with.
First of all we have to be living a "normal" existence, perhaps being confined to a dreary day job, or possibly a routine of; she brushes her teeth in the morning at 06.35, and you follow at 06.40; the train leaves the station at 07.10 and you're there without fail, waiting for it five minutes earlier at 07.05, to be able to have the dreams in the first place - to want more out of this life. As far as I know, when it happens, as it inevitably will to all of us, we will be spending a long time being dead. Every spring thereafter we will be pushing those daffodils up. It therefore makes complete and logical sense; live life to fullest of your own ability.
Here are a couple of Manry links to be inspired by:
Pathe News 1965