Author Archives: Mel Johnson

Day 55 – Grin Out Loud‏

Today is a fab day, albeit another belter of a hot one. For the best part of it the skies have been bright blue with varying amounts of clouds whizzing through, blown by this very welcome wind from the SSW. Happy Socks is surfing like…
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Day 52: In which we row and watch and wonder

  This is a rather sleepy rower writing in from a rather stuffy cabin in the rather still and misty North Pacific after the second day in a row of – wait for it –  rowing in the right direction. As you can imagine, this…
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Day 50: An open letter to the Tweedles and Co.

Dear Tweedles and Co.,  (including the Blue and Yellows), Happy Socks and I are very happy that you have joined us on our journey in the Pacific. My Indian Tweedles must have told you I was coming.  Despite what it may look like with all…
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Day 41 – There is no hurry

Another anchor day chalked up on the wall and goodness-knows how many hours of snoozing and reading and thinking. I spent a bit of time with the British Sign Language Dictionary too though really could do with another person to practice with – my animal…
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Day 40 – Round again

I think this part of the ocean must really like Happy Socks because once again, just miles after passing ‘Our Furthest Point East’, we are back on the anchor in an easterly wind. The anchor went out at eleven or so, just after I had…
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