This thread is just to let ATS'ers know my plans for 2011, and a way for me to express my motives in an environment that I respect. I plan to update
this frequently as I map out my plans. For now this is just a kind out outline to what I'm doing.
I'm live in the south-west of Oz right now, but have travelled a lot and have seen the world. And from my experiences I know the place I feel most
at home is in the South Pacific. Despite all the freedom I enjoy in my day to day life, I feel there is something missing.
This type of world simply isn't for me, and I think that by isolating myself from this society (by not watching TV or eating fast food or any of a
hundred things people reject that society accepts) can be a harmful way to live life. Therefore, I have decided to find a place in this world where
my personality fits in with the people and the environment.
So January 2011, I'm leaving Oz behind and moving permanently out to the Pacific. While I'm not leaving for another 6 months, I have written this
to communicate my plan to the world of ATS'ers. You guys (and gals) mean a lot to me – people who are able to speak their minds. And I will
always respect all of you for it. Free will (from my perspective) is a greatest realisation we as a race have made.
Some things about me – I'm 32, in perfect health. I'm a former wilderness survival trainer and diving instructor, and have also been heavily
involved in farming/viticulture/orchards for the last 10 years. I have never had a job where I was indoors.
I have a sensible head on my shoulders, and can observe the natural rhythms of nature (tides, winds, animals etc...) rather well. I can track game,
and have hunted with a compound bow since I was old enough to draw the string.
I speak French rather poorly, but have been brought up with Bislam.
But above all else: I can get on with almost anybody. It's a trait that's gotten my out of some pretty hairy situations in the past, and the
ability to emphasise with fellow people makes life much easier.
That's not so say I'm a pushover though, and I don't imagine for a second that everybody I meet wishes me well. Don't mistake me for a hippy
I have a yacht (a 32 footer) called Mutaku. Although not the most glamorous of boats, she sails well and is perfect for island hopping. She is
kitted out with all the standard safety provisions (e.g EPIRB, life boat, life jackets, survival suits, flares...)
This is not be a jarring rush to escape, rather a slow and somewhat painful last embrace before I leave to follow my heart, initially alone. I love
this world and the people in it, but for me, it is time to go and adapt to the world of nature before it's not there to experience anymore.
In fact, it's been time for awhile now, and with each passing day I feel sadder for both myself and the people I see everyday unable to cope with the
society and environment around them. Before I feel any of that sadness turn to rage or some other unhealthy emotion, I'm taking myself out of the
picture. I'm sure I'll make new friends and have some great times.
My commitment to this departure and the desire to get a better understanding of my 'soul' has led me to treat people better then I would have
otherwise,, and not to get hung up on the small stuff that used to annoy me. I appreciate the quirks and fallacies of the human race, and will deeply
miss being in such a world. But, there are other world views out there then what we know, and I hope to find the one that has called out to me for a
I'm aware that this could almost be taken as a suicide note, if read under the wrong impression. It is definitely not. It is a re-affirmation of
life and what drives me to be the best person I can be.
At the moment I'm making another thread up in the Survival board detailing exactly what I'm taking with me. Will post the link once it's up.
But this thread was created to examine the ideals I will be taking.
Any thought's on what I am about to do would be very welcome, and I appreciate any feedback. this is just a short intro to what I am doing, and will
answer any questions people may have.
On a side note, in 2006 my father disappeared in the Pacific area around Vanuatu. He is presumed dead (although no wreckage or body has been found)
I was one of the people who taught him to sail. His apparent death has hardened my resolve to not let this happen to me. I am aware of the dangers
out there and plan to take every opportunity to protect myself. After all, what use is a beautiful Pacific island when you've just chopped your leg
with a machete?