We set sail across the seas tonight. The self steering is fixed, we have enough drinking water to last six weeks (if only Jesus was still around) and perhaps most importantly, we now have a banana hammock. You can’t possibly cross the Atlantic without a fruit hammock, you see.
As my own special form of farewell, here is a video of a wonderful music session I had with the bloke from the boat next door. Peter has been sailing for twenty six years and it was an absolute privilege to share his time, conversation and of course his passion for music. We played three traditional Irish hornpipes, “The Rights of Man”, “Harvest Home” and “Off to California”. Well, Peter played, I just tried to keep up.
Here is the link:
I hope you all have a great festive season. I shall be thinking of you as I chunder, hopefully less and less as the days pass (the chundering, not the thinking of you). Conditions look good; posh satellite updates from our friend military Jon who set off a few days ago show that winds are favourable and seas are a good size. The most dramatic thing to happen to him so far was that his onion hammock broke. Apparently, there were onions rolling everywhere.
I leave you with a quote from Peter:
Memories are better than dreams.
See you in four to six weeks! Xxx