It was just before Christmas 2022 when I left my friend Alyse at the airport in Mobile, Ala., for her flight home. We’d spent a rough three weeks together on the Great Loop, cruising from St. Louis to Fairhope, Ala., in mostly cold, rainy or foggy weather. The trip hadn’t been what she expected, and she was miserable. That made me miserable too, enough to be glad to drop her off, even though I had no one lined up to take her place.
Honestly, I looked forward to continuing on my own. I live alone, and traveling in close quarters with two friends for the first six weeks of my Great Loop trip had been a struggle. Unlike a lot of folks, I don’t get lonely; I’m always busy doing…