dinner tonight. Reading Melville's "Taipee" in prep for Nuku Hiva.
We had gingerbread and Stollen for x-mas.
turned around with new target: Marquesas.
we are leaving saturday, at noon. today, friday, when tracy and i came
back from shopping for fresh food, veggies and fruit, holger had hoisted
the signal flag for the letter "P", also called the "blue peter", it means
the ship is leaving port. ever since then everything is different. i had
drinks and dinner with peter; and jeff and company were there too, it was
good to say goodbye, talk with real people. we're leaving...i feel good
about it. i'm ready.
so the pictures i wanted to post yesterday didn't come through, i'll try
to add them now, but it might not work, so. please forgive me and just
imagine me being on a cool boat.
love and i will try to update as much as i can.
- Holger, Tracy and Moana, my crew mates until we pick up Ira and Dennis in Mexico
- and a view of Lord Jim at the dock in this horrible weather, i'm glad i'm not in the ocean right now
just as i wrote this a big gust hit the boat and things went flying on deck that weren't properly secured yet. all is good but it was a little panic attack and reality check. now everything is secured - i hope. the wind is already shifting, so it should be over in a couple of hours.
we just looked at the weather and the high is coming south bringing wind from the right direction, NW, a lot. so this might delay our departure another day to avoid really choppy seas.
- my bunk
- the galley with more cleaning stuff to put away
- the saloon, still set up as home office
- the fo'c'sl stowed with lots of sails, the outboard and the potato basket
- the luxurious head (bathroom)