My name is Sean Hall and I’m in love with the sea. I haven’t been sailing for a long time but I’ve covered a lot of ground in my short time on the water. Ever since I was a little kid, I’ve always wanted to be a pirate. And as ridiculous as it may be, I still do just as much today, if not more! However, growing up I was cursed with severe motion sickness that had always made that dream very hard to imagine and chase after. All I had to do was look at the docks and It was all over. It seemed hopeless. No matter how bad my sea sickness was, my fascination for the water never diminished. I just worked with my problem and went out anyway.
I believe every sailor has a story of the day that they knew they were a sailor. The day I realized I was a sailor took place one day on my way home from school. I was living in Ocean Beach at the time. It was the middle of January and the annual big winds were blowing harder than ever. Being the curious kid that I was, I skated to the end of the OB pier to see the waves crashing up against the railings. They were just about to shut down the pier due to the large winds and waves. Once I had made it out to the end, I had this genius idea. I quickly took off my jacket, tied up the sleeves and opening for my head and held it up into the wind like a sail! I just made a sail with my jacket! After a few kicks to get myself going, I had the wind blowing right at my back and sailing down the pier past the herds of people. I managed to reach speeds that made stopping the board impossible to do without injuring myself and I’m reluctant to say that everyone got out of my way in time! It was at this moment that I knew I was a sailor. Before getting kicked off the pier, I managed to get a few more rides from the wind in before heading home.
Years later, after countless failed attempts at being on a boat without getting sick, I met this woman, Heidy, who had fallen in love with sailing. She had this dream of cruising all over Mexico like her parents do every year and soaking up the sun in warmer waters. Heidy was a very experienced sailor and was already on her 3rd boat when I met her. After exchanging stories she invited me out on her boat where we would spend the next three days sailing around LA, anchoring out in Redondo Beach, and learning all about the philosophies of Captain Ron. This would be my first time on a sailboat and something miraculous happened. I didn’t get seasick! I was actually able to enjoy myself and the moments on the water instead of feel absolutely miserable! I don’t know if it was because I was determined to not throw up in front if this pretty woman I had just met or if it was because I just got past the psychological aspect of motion sickness after all the years, but it was probably a combination of the two. The funny thing was that there was zero wind so we found ourselves motoring the whole time. But I didn’t care because I didn’t know what I was missing. I was just happy to be on the water and in good company. And it was at that point, again, that I knew I wanted to sail.
As time went on, Heidy and I spent a year sailing different parts around the world together, including Island hopping the Greek Islands in the Mediterranean Sea, and spending some time on her parents’ boat, Audacious, down in Mexico cruising the Sea of Cortez. In the span of that year I learned more and more about sailing and Heidy was onto to her 4th boat which we lived on part time in San Diego. Heidy had passed down the love for sailing and I now shared the dream to go cruising someday as well. After spending so much time on boats, and since I was in the market for a new place to live, I decided that if there was ever an opportunity to buy a boat, it was now. I just wasn’t ready to live full time on land and I saw no reason to.
A few days after searching for rooms to rent I changed the game plan and went boat shopping! Now I’d like to say I spent a few weeks or even a month looking at multiple boats, and doing my research. I would like to say that, but I didn’t do that at all! I felt I knew enough about the basics and any intricate questions that I didn’t know the answers to, I knew people who did. So I skipped the research and two days later after only looking at one other boat, I made a down payment and bought my very first boat; a 1974 Cal 2-29! I gave her the name, “Hakuna Matata”. Its been almost 2 months since I’ve owned her now and I’ve sailed her more times already than most people sail their boats in a lifetime is seems.
So now that you’re all caught up to date and know my story, I can begin sharing with you all of my sailing adventures and giving you the inside scoop of my boat projects. If you’ve made it this far then I want to say thank you for taking the time to read everything I had to say. If you have any questions, please feel free to ask! And don’t be afraid to ask to come out sailing with me sometime! I’d be happy to have you out! No experience is necessary! Just a good attitude! I really hope you enjoy my future tales at sea!
Hakuna Matata on her maiden voyage.