Amazingly, soon after blogging my grumble about the frustrated imp running round in my head and making a racket, there was enough of a lull in the wind for me to finally get Bob back on board. And once again, a beautiful Sooty albatross appeared at just the right time, dissolving any trace of grumbles from before. I love it how they do that. Albie total now eleven!
So we have just had two exhilarating hours surfing down and across some enormous waves before dark crept up on us. I shall leave Dippers to it overnight – she surfs like a dream and with thick cloud cover it’s not very safe or pleasant to row in big seas in the pitch black. Oars in face, big waves over your head etc.
Now we shall have real smiles (as opposed to my forced one from earlier) for Day 60. *Smiles real smiles* We are safe, we are happy and we are going West on our new Red Carpet. And tomorrow we have a whole day of surfing. Wohoooo!
Have yourselves a happy weekend (I can recommend albatross and chocolate biscuit therapy if happyometer is flagging at half mast) and I’ll touch base again in due course. Due West!
Outey Toot Toot x
Monday will herald the start of month three at sea. Month Three.
It has taken 15 days to make as
many miles West as we did in just two and a half days during our last run on the Red Carpet.