This is just a quick note to let you know that our dear little Atlantic trooper, Happy Socks herself, is safe in Ireland. It is three months since I was picked up a few hundred miles north of the Azores by Federal Oshima ahead of Hurricane Joaquin, leaving Happy Socks behind.
I nearly fell off my seat yesterday when I had an email letting me know that the Valentia CoastGuard had received a call about a boat that looked like it was in trouble and that the local RNLI crew at Castletownbere took her safely under tow to bring her to shore. If she had been spotted much later, she would probably have been smashed upon the rocks – she was less than half a mile from shore when she was picked up.
We are making plans to go and retrieve her and shake the hands of the crew that picked her up, and give her a huge welcome home hug. To me, it feels like a friend has come back from the dead. It is very special and very emotional and I am very grateful.
More in due course, but for now, I am busy book writing.
All salty best,
Sarah and Happy Socks (eek!)