Originally Posted by Trim50
I mean what are the odds?!
When I talk about what a small world it is, I need only go to our own experiences while cruising. The most intriguing happened as we were entering Maupiti in French Polynesia for an overnight anchorage before heading on.
We were hailed on the radio by a boat, "Watermelon, Watermelon, Suevia" I remembered the boat from our stop in Pitcairn Island, and we had seen the boat once or twice after we left Tahiti, but we had not met the people on board. They explained that they were heading for Tonga, and wanted to know where we were going, and whether we'd like to sail in company with them. I replied that we were heading for Beveridge Reef where we expected to spend a few weeks before sailing to American Samoa. They asked about Beveridge explaining that it sounded like a good stop to break up their trip to Tonga, and I gave them the coordinates that we had, with the caution that these coordinates were on the western side of the atoll and they should proceed with extreme care. They thanked us, and went on their way. Their boat was a beautiful one-off steel boat, about 34 feet, and because they were slower than we were, we arrived at Beveridge at almost the same time that they did.
Oh, goodie, people to socialize with. I invited them to come over for coffee and breakfast rolls (Peter loves sticky buns but I won't make them unless there are several other people present to help finish them in one serving). This was a German couple who we learned had never been to the US, and as they came aboard Watermelon, they noticed our hailing port, Boston, MA. "Boston," they asked, "do you know Dekin Banks?"
What do you think? Out of the several million people from the Metropolitan Boston area, would we know this one and only Bostonian that they had met?
Not only did we know him, he used to work for us!
Small world indeed. I love this cruising life.