A Tragic End to a Beautiful Story…..#58


When I started this blog on October 15, 2017. Dan and I were planning our biggest adventure yet. We loved dreaming up something and making it happen. This one was big…and we knew it. If you have been following along, you understood how big it was.

Before our first blog article, I had talked about wanting a way to keep a log of our adventures as we did them. Knowing that so much would happen between events, we would lose our memories of them. I wanted to keep a firsthand account of it, hence our blog was created. But it wasn’t just a log or a blog. It became my outlet, my passion, my responsibility, my honor, and my job. I didn’t want to skip on the sharing of our events. To ourselves and to our friends and family.

We also gained so many other followers along the way, other boaters, folks in the countries we traveled to, people that helped us, worked for us or played with us. We got attached to people through the blog we have never spoken to, never seen and never will. We also got connected to one of the past owners of our 1980 80′ Hatteras CPMY, at that time she was called Sheer Luck. Through all of these connections Dan and I stayed true to ourselves and true to our blog. Wanting to share as much honesty as we could without sharing our souls and having them ripped out by the social media mania. So, of course there were some very private stuff we picked not to share. Dan’s nature is to be a bit more private of a person. Many times, we had discussions about sharing or not sharing. How much to share or not to share. When is it too much and where is the line for us. We found that happy medium that seemed to work.

I think my writing got better, my topics got broader, and I thought about things differently when I saw them. I analyzed things, felt the emotions, and tried to convey them the best I could over the last 5+ years. I am grateful you are a reader of my words. Thank you!

“The Winds and the Waves Hold your Hand”

Dan and I had no idea how we planned to finish our adventures. We couldn’t see the end yet. We always worked hard on planning our current and future adventures. We also understood that our plans could shift. Being a sailor, you quickly learn that the force of nature controls the calendar and the schedule. The winds and the waves hold your hand, and you always obey, or suffer the consequences. We also saw more adventures without Angelique, planning to sell her someday. We wanted to fly places, drive places, rent or lease boats in other places or countries. The adventures were endless in our minds.

Dan and I made a good pair for this type of life and adventures. We both are very independent, self-driven, focused, opinionated, very vocal of those opinions to each other and at times argumentative. But what differentiated us was Dan’s wicked smart brain, memory, and knowledge of most anything. His mechanical skills and his MacGyver ways of fixing anything and everything. He kept us moving, kept us safe, and kept us focused on the right stuff. My ability kept us healthy, happy, fed and entertained. Dan was never surprised where and how I could squeeze vegetables into everything we ate. I also needed the ability to make a meal from almost nothing, or from some odd leftovers that needed eating. I was the organizer, the person that would toss out unusable items off the boat. Many times, getting myself into trouble by tossing out something that I shouldn’t have. Dan was the saver/keeper of many things. I was the cleaner and caretaker of the boat and of us. The remodeler and event planner which might have been skipped over without me.

With all of our similarities and differences we became a stronger and stronger team and fine-tuned the skills with both of us. We felt invincible. Not in a way that was scary or bad. We just both felt that we could accomplish anything we set our minds to and then go down the check list and make it happen.

We were always experts at making lemonade from our lemons. We never took a negative and let it change our mindset or our happiness. We could always find the best from the worst. That is until the worst really happened.

On September 21st, 2022, my husband Daniel Thomas Enloe passed away. My life was forever changed, along with all of our family and friends. The loss is huge for all of us. He so positively impacted everyone that he came in contact with. His joy and happiness for life was his trademark. We should all work to be as happy as he was. His willingness to help anyone and share his knowledge to benefit others. His geeky grin with his Mr. fix-it attitude was infectious. He was a “follow the rules” type of person, but also had a hidden out-of-the-box, push the limits and a bit crazy side of him. He was a true partner, a true husband and father, and a true sailor.

I will never live the life of Adventures on Angelique again. I currently have Angelique up for sale. She is showing well with all the love and care we put into her. I hope she finds the best new owners possible.

Click here to see her –>   “Angelique”

I will have to continue to search for new adventures without my partner, as Dan would not be happy with me not doing so. As I would about him if the story was reversed. I will some how share with you all what happens next, as it is now part of me.

THANK YOU – I would like to send a big thank you to all of our family and friends for the support over the last few months. Some who didn’t even know Dan or I have jumped in and helped support me through this very difficult time in my life.

Footnote: LIVE YOUR DREAM LIFE NOW… Do not wait for something to be done to start living your dream life! Find your dream and work on it now. Do happy stuff, fun stuff and let your anger go quicker. Life can sometime suck and toss you shit. But all you can do is jump up and fight!!!

BE Happy & fight for Happiness or it may be too late!


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