Jealous, in a way. He's fairly young, mid 30's though he looks younger. He's got a contractors license and is also a diesel mechanic, and his wife is a pilot. They have a couple kids they homeschool, but he takes off the summers and sails the arctic. Works for about 6 months, travels the rest in a 50' sailboat.

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When he is not sailing, he works as a captain for hire, mechanic, truck driver, hazard tree tech, welder, handyman and sailmaker. All in the name of perpetuating and funding the sailing voyages and providing for his family.
Jesse has two sons, Isaac, 16 and Steven, 13, who have been sailing the ocean since they can remember. They sailed with Jesse on the 2013 voyage: Steven from Kodiak to Nome and Isaac from Nome to Cambridge Bay.

He also teaches sailing in S.E. Ak, I'm going to get together with him next spring and learn since I really want a sailboat.

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He keeps a blog about his journeys, and sometimes takes jobs short term along the way to pay bills.

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When I decided to end the 2013 season in Cambridge bay, I was set on the decision as the wisest option.

However, this left me somewhat unsettled inside. I desired some satisfaction at the end of this journey and quite honestly, some purpose.

The claws of life on land, hooked each one of us in a different way. A crew of one became a group of independent minds again. Each with their own agenda and interests.

A call to come home was pressing. But the trip was far from over for me. I was smack dab in the middle of the Canadian Arctic, on a miniscule budget, a sailboat tied to a steel pier, a son starting school and zero points of contact.

I must admit. I love any scenario that pushes me to grow in life skills and humility. This was just such a scene.

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I dare you to look something in the eye that you believe yourself incapable of doing. Then take one step toward that “Impossible” goal and see what happens. I wager your foot will land securely. When it does, that big rope of doubt, tied around your chest will begin to fray. Just a little. Then each step you dare to take forward, will begin to slice through the rope. Closer and closer, to freedom from what binds you.

Maybe it’s not an actual mountain or ocean you wish to face. Maybe it’s a different kind of goal, like being a better father, mother, brother or friend. Maybe it’s being better with your money. Maybe it’s playing the mandolin…

The goal matters not. The rules are the same… Place one foot in front of the other. Not swaying. Not wavering. Not quitting.

All that matters is that the goals are beyond the scope of what you have accepted for yourself and that you were wrong about yourself and your abilities.

I hope you take my dare. If you do, don’t be surprised if you look up one day from your sweaty, toilsome path beyond the fence. And pause in the realization, that you have everything, want for nothing and can do anything you set your mind to.

If you don’t take my dare and do not go beyond the fence, the facts remain the same. You can do anything you set your mind to. You can have everything and lack for nothing. You can do anything you set your mind to. You just don’t know it yet.

Either way, the clock is ticking. It is never too late to enjoy the feeling of living life beyond “possible”. It is never too late to inspire someone who may silently pass by, as you lead the way with a few clumsy notes that resonate.

Always admired people who can do something different like this. Travel, live off the land, work when you have to, meeting new people in new places.

This post was edited on 7/1/14 at 8:38 pm