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Tripppin In The Bahamas

December 22, 2012

Abaco

So the title is a little misleading, but we did actually take an amazing trip to the Bahamas on our boat (Tripppin). Yes, you read that right; we drove a boat from the coast of Florida all the way to the Abacos. Where are the Abacos you ask? Well, they are in the middle of nowhere, and that was the whole point of the trip. The Abacos are a rather large chain of islands, but the towns are fairly small and have collective population around 15,000. They aren’t very easy to get to by boat unlike many other areas of the Bahamas, (Bimini, West End) and that was sort of the allure of this place.

Ok, so let me back up a bit. First, you need to know that I grew up with a Dad, who for most of my life I recall being single and adventurous. Now he was always around, so don’t get the wrong idea, but he did know how to have fun with his friends. They would pack up for weeks, sometimes a month at a time to head to the islands. What islands you ask? Any of them, and probably all of them at some point or another in his travels. What I’m getting at here is that I grew up with a Father who knew how to see things that most people only read about in magazines, or noticed on the cover of a Conde Nast publication while waiting at the airport to board a flight to Toledo.

Dad at home on the water
dad

When you grow up around that type of “go anywhere, see it all” mentality it’s tough to shake it, even as you get older. I’m sitting here writing this with the thought of my next trip in the back of my mind, and that’s something I really appreciate. It’s also something that can be a real pain to juggle with the typical two-week corporate vacation policy most of the working world is dealt. Couple that with the fact that I’m not a Kennedy or Kardashian, and you’re now looking at travel through real persons eyes.

Ok, now for the trip. My buddies, Lane, Scott and I have been planning a trip to the “islands” for as long as I can remember. You can’t blame us after years of listening to my Dad tell us stories of his shenanigans, and believe me when I tell you that my Dad can tell stories. We’d sit around and think of cool places to go, what type of boat we’d take and what to do when we got there. Not normal kid vacations by any stretch.

The boys on an old trip in the Keys (From left to right, Lane, Myself, Scott)
the boys

When the time was finally right for us to start planning this adventure, life was a whole lot different than it was when we planned these trips a mere 18 years earlier. Kids, wives, mortgages and corporate work schedules were in the picture. We’d all grown up, and somehow that never really worked its way into the plans we made as kids. Go figure. No matter. We were determined to make this happen, so the planning began. Turned out Scott wasn’t going to be able to make it due to family obligations, and Lane and I knew that was completely understandable. Lane could especially relate, as he and Casie had just been blessed with a bouncing-baby-boy of their own. Once Scott declined I knew this trip wouldn’t be my last trip like this, because at some point in my life I’m going to drag that guy to the islands like we’d always planned as kids. We pushed on, set the dates, started preparing the boat, and rounding up the usual suspects to accompany us.

Stay tuned, as I attempt to recap this amazing trip in a series of small stories.

You can find the next part of the journey here, http://wp.me/pKtoE-a1.

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