Having been cabin bound at the moment of passing ‘Rosie HQ’ yesterday (the point at which I was rescued from the ocean last year) I was unable to toast the happenings of the last year, the mountains behind and the ocean ahead with anything more than a flapjack and some cabin-warm water.
I was able to get out into the fresh air and pull in the sea anchor around 1pm today and rowed for the afternoon, once important things like eating and drinking and tidying had been seen to. After a few days of 20 – 40 knots the waves and swell have taken until this evening to calm down, so my aim of rowing a north easterly course was rather impossible.
Instead I managed a decent line east. The north bit is important at the moment as I have just passed a junction in the Kuroshio current and am being pulled down the southern fork, when I really want to get into the northern one. So as soon as the dawn breaks I shall be back out there, pushing the miles away.
Returning to the all important toasting, I am happy to report that it happened tonight as the sun pinked the skies and painted the world with a soft warm glow. I couldn’t find any of the bottles of fizz that have been stashed away on board, so opted for a G&T instead, complete with fresh lemon. I munched a delicious fresh curry and rice, too – all a welcome treat after two days of eating biscuits and seeds and sweets in the cabin. A fab way to celebrate being back out here and a rather satisfyingly speedy first two weeks of the voyage – happy days indeed.
So please, wherever you are in the world, raise a something with us – to Rosie (last year’s storm), to Gulliver (last year’s boat) , to Happy Socks and to this beautiful beast that is the Pacific.
Night night from out here,
Sarah and Happy Socks x