Rene, age 73, started sailing model
boats 35 years ago, and graduated to sailing big boats all around
the world. When he isn't getting shipwrecked in the Galapagos
Islands, he can be found competing in the weekly races held at
the sailboat pond every Saturday morning.
I was a portrait painter, myself, for 25 years. I painted portraits
of a lot of women. They were what I call trophy wives...but
that's not entirely true, it's just that painting attractive women
today is basically painting makeup; you're a makeup artist. If
you took the makeup off, you might find a real person underneath
there, but they don't want that. They wanted to look even better
than their makeup, which I was pretty good at. I started at Yale,
and Yale teaches you, if not to be a great painter, at least to
be a pretty good critic, and I didn't really like the stuff I
was doing. I loved doing it—painting is fun—but I
just one day stopped. I didn't entirely stop painting, but I stopped
doing the portraits.
The way I first started sailing, I would come down here and I'd
see these very, very pretty boats sailing in the pond. They didn't
have radio control then, they just free sailed, and I went home
and built a little boat and sailed it. And that's how I started
sailing big boats, too. I've sailed seven oceans, I've done a
lot of single-handed passage making; I've sailed from Europe to
here, single-handed. And that all started with model boats. I
literally went from model boats to big boats.
A friend of mine, John, and I used to do week-long hikes, mostly
up in the Adirondacks. We thought that was a lot of fun, but we
ran out of trails after a couple of years, and one day I said
to him, "At the Boat Show they've got some model boats, and
I want to go see it." And while we were there, I saw a little
22-foot boat with a little cabin and a couple of little bunks
in there and a little stove, and I said, "John, let's buy
this boat, because then we could sail to some really wild places
that you can't get to any other way and then we can go hiking
from there!" I never did see the model boats at that show,
but we bought that boat, and taught ourselves to sail it. And
never went hiking again!
What I like about sailing model boats is partly the aesthetics,
but mostly I think it's the competition. Going out and just sailing
around is my idea of watching the grass grow. That bores me to
tears. But the competition of racing model boats: I like that.
And I'm lousy at it! All the years of experience I've
had and I'm still pretty bad! And as far as the big boats is concerned,
it's not the competition so much, it's the adventure. Seeing if
I can get from point A to point B and stay in one piece.
I once wrecked a boat in the Galapagos, and I spent two months
on literally a deserted island. Even in the 20th century, it still
happens. I wasn't scared to death, but I thought my chances of
getting out of the experience alive were probably 50-50. There
was zero water, and no rainfall. Just rock lava. I sucked on these
cactus...if you bite off the cactus you can get nourishment from
that. It's bitter tasting, ghastly stuff. I think I saw that in
a Western movie years ago. |
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