One day til launch... Imagine something combining the best elements of
an explosion in a sail factory, a Tesco distribution centre and a mass
down-tools at a mechanics. This will give you a fairly accurate
picture of Summer Song - our hone for the next 12 months. Add an
element of life under canvas and you have it.
We started the day by stacking the belongings we wanted to bring with
us around the boat. By midday it was hard to see the hull, such was
the profusion of bags and boxes. It would have been hard to say which
had the greater displacement: Summer Song or our stuff. By close of
play you'd expect us to have sorted things; notca bit of it. The heap
outside had simply moved inside.
Meanwhile, I had connected up tte solar panels which on a cloudy day
in Devon produce a whole 0.6 amps if current. Thus enough to run a
(one) light or some very quiet music - jazz or Coldplay only. On the
other hand I'd ripped out the old alternator to replace with one that
doesn't quite fit, thus making sure that there's nothing to reliably
charge the batteries. Apart from the Devon sun. Genius.
Anyway, orf to bed after a good supper at the Steam Packet with Team
Springmead, who are now sadly gone. This means we're finally fending
for ourselves (on dry land) after weeks of crucial and indefatigable
help from Mamma and Pappa. Without them we would not be on the cusp of
an extraordinary adventure, so thank you thank you thank you!
We finally see some water tomorrow. Better get a good night's rest...