Not much to report about today – wind is taking longer to back than I hoped, so we’re heading further North than I would like but, heyho, we’re still inching West and…we passed the ‘900 miles to row’ sign early this morning. So we are getting there, slowly but surely. I don’t want to take anyone by surprise, you see – if I suddenly rock up on a beach in M next week, per se, it might upskittle everyone. In fact, in spite of various sore bits and protests from different appendages and joints, we’re having a marvellous Day 98. The sun is shining, so batteries are juicing up nicely, I found a pepperami and hunted out three bars of chocolate – and yesterday I returned to a happy state of equanimity with regard to the wiggly course of late. The wind will back in its own dear time, and I will be all the more happy about it’s helping with some of the leg work when it does.
And of course, it’s only two more sleeps until the Day 100 celebrations on Thursday…A bottle of beer and a whole bag of minstrels. I am very surprised, and just a little proud, that I have managed to save this bag of chocolatey goodness all this time.
Just a quick note about said minstrels and some folks’ desire to eat a bag in solidarity with me: A true show of solidarity will be to eat the entire bag (and its a proper family one, not a poxy snack size) in one sugary sitting. For that is what I shall do!
From Day 98 and all who row in her,
Outey Toot Toot x
Jane Spence -Photos didn’t work from this end I’m afraid-somethiing has gone wrong with the software it seems. Just airbrush off of my pre-row blubber, add muscles, a good suntan, more freckles and make my hair shaggy and golden.
Xtina – Just don’t go cutting the minstrels up like you did with the mars bar!
Claire C – Initial soakings and rinse in seawater, final rinse is freshwater and I use organic aloe vera & citrus shampoo so the Tweedles approve!
Jamie & Emily – Had another cornish pasty crave earlier…