I woke at 4am today and coaxed myself out of the cabin to a grey morning, the sky a thick white and the waves metallic. After my morning phonecall home and while continuing to graze on anything that took my fancy for a first breakfast, I took the first strokes of the day. Having been pulled south east over night I was keen to try and scoot eastwards or north of east to cross the southward flowing current and get up the more useful eastward flow in the Kuroshio.
The greyness had clearly committed to a full days work, but for a brief moment when the sun said hello. We surfed with gentle rollers all day long, taking a boat full of water a few times with steep waves looping over too soon. I love those moments, where your tummy squeezes a bit as the boat lifts up and runs, curling across the wave and there is a tiny moment where you see the boat roll…it doesn’t…and you relax again. I think we must have passed over some interesting sea floor or a particular swirling mixing of currents just after lunch because it felt like we were in a tide race, waves pushing up in all directions and slapping into each other.
Besides our faithful friends the albatrosses who are always in my ‘Good Things About Today’ list, today’s highlight was the turtle whom we almost rowed over. On first sight it looked like another clump of seaweed, and then flippers appeared and a tan periscope of a head peered up out of the water to look for that which had nearly rowed over it. We were both a bit surprised, though I was probably the more excited of the two of us, and tried in vain to row back into the waves for a proper hello. And that was that.
We are now over 700 miles (as the albatross flies) from my starting point in Choshi. Not bad for 16 days at sea. Bring on the first 1000.
All salty best from out here,
Sarah and Happy Socks x