A three week wind.
Rhapsode
Tue 16 Nov 2010 13:17
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We lost the wind for a while last night and we were
back down to 3 knots. At that speed it would take a month to get to Salvador.
There is a little more wind this morning - a three week wind!
What could you do with three weeks instead of
sailing a smelly, leaky old tub across an ocean to Brazil?
That's three weeks stuck in an office or three
weekends (Which, for some people, means three Saturday night parties followed by
three Sunday morning hangovers).
It could be the annual three week vacation or four
treks up Kilimajaro and back.
At the national speed limit you could drive 35,280
miles.
Or fly to Australia and back ten
times.
Or ... (fill in your own suggestions).
For those of you who have taken an unnatural
interest in the state of my shorts - I washed them this morning. It wasn't the
first time, you'll be pleased to hear, but it was necessary. I slept in them and
when I woke up I struggled to get out of bed. The salt had gone quite hard and
the shorts' legs stuck straight out as though hoops were stitched into them.
However, having now washed a pair of shorts on three occasions since leaving
Lanzarote I do know that after each wash, as surely as night follows day, I will
get a salt water dunking.
And I did! again today! Less than an hour after
mentioning this to Michael I got a full-on dunking in my other pair of nice
clean shorts!
Why do I bother?
And whilst on the subject of 'whys'. Why do flying
fish only land on the boat at night?
Exactly! Insuficient carrots in their
diet.
Happy sailing,
P, M & A
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