Location: Guadeloupe to Nevis
How lucky are you guys that you have me to narrate the day twice in a row? Dont worry, if the voice hasnt changed, the luck has!
If yesterday was a Murphys day, today was not. To summarise, everything went right. People who had anchor watches did not get rained on which, believe me, changes everything. Getting woken up in the middle of the night is bad enough without your pyjama pants getting wet every time you dare to sit down. and we got a perfect wake-up with a song (I may not be completely neutral on that one since I did the waking up).
While others ate egg-less crpes, I was enrolled once again to try to find customs with Gabe to finally get our stamp. I am not going to lie: I had a bit of apprehension when we left the boat because yesterday, Gabe had declared that in the case Deshaies customs agent were still nowhere to be seen, we would take a two-hour ride to the main city With our luck strike from yesterday, I was not confident.
But no! Murphy finally left our boat, and we finally got a glimpse that the French customs agents (we are now hoping for a unicorn; the odds were pretty similar). That nice man stamped and signed each paper without even looking at it, making me firmly believe that we could have declared a kilo of cocaine and still got it legally approved
Anyway, finally in possession of the Graal, we were able to leave that island and its devilish administration. If yesterdays ride was hectic, todays was great. We got the sails up in one go, not a drop of rain, wind to carry us to the destination Can we ask for more?
Yes, we can! We can ask for nice waves; they were big enough for us to get the thrill we all chased when we registered for the program, while still being small enough not to be a real danger. The only victims were some lettuce and the pasta sauce that sadly ended up on the deck, but the deconstructed meatballs survived it.
If you still need proof that the gods of luck were with us today, I got handed up the wheel yes, I think the staff may be a tad crazy and I didnt even make us U-turn! Sure, my left-side back muscles may be aching for the next three days, but I finally got revenge from the 160 to 85 degrees of the last passage!
Our watch continued with a nice discussion on the deck, under the sun, with the nice, slightly strong rocking of the boat. When the next watch team took over at four, I was in great spirits and motivation and decided to go do some work. Sadly, just like yesterday, my brain didnt cooperate, and my work session mysteriously ended up as a nap. Oups.
I got woken up a little later for dinner. For the first time in three days, the chefs didnt have to exchange part of their sanity to get food on deck, which was great. Of course, the fish tacos we were supposed to have today missed a minor ingredient the fish. Lets hope we will eventually be able to catch some before the end of the forty days, and not only seagrass. Until then, the beef was good.
Anyway, as I am writing those last few words, the waves have nicely started to shrink down, which means the ones that are not on watch are going to be able to have a nice sleep without emptying their stomachs. This is all for me, see you in twenty days for two new logs!
Todays log is dedicated to Harold, who tragically lost his life today before he could see the sunset May moths heaven be filled with his favourite food: pineapple juice.