A bad case of Mastitis, 37.00N, 8.95W, now in Lagos, Portugal
Candida
Thu 6 Nov 2008 11:39
 Everything going well and the crew in good
shape.
Having temporarily run out of wind, we decided on a whim
to pop into Lagos, on the south west tip of Portugal
for our last night in harbour.
Steve L again distinguished himself by
inappropriate
behaviour during a quiet period, wanting to sample
the view
from the top of the mast. He was duly swathed in
the
bosun's chair and by a mixture of of raw power from
the
deck and dogged determination to magnetise
himself
to the slippery mast, Steve managed to reach the
top.
No sooner had he got there he was begging to be
brought
down as soon as possible, experiencing
exteme
discomfort in the nether regions as well as being
thrown
from side to side in the swell. The crew,
especially
Steve B (who was at the foot of the mast) were
not
particularly impressed by Steve L's antics, but
were immensely grateful
that he avoided being sick while up the
mast
with obvious unsavoury consequences.
Needless to say Steve L compounded his
masthead
queasiness by a session down below in the
laptop
so that about missay be broke the boat record
for
a turbo sprint from the cabin to the aft rail which
has
become known as the breakfast recycling
point.
We plan to leave Lagos tomorow Friday 7th
November.
END OF TODAY'S ENTRY.
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