Skippers Log #6
Slow progress today. So slow that I even had time to watch a spider weave its web in the stern. Yes, there is other life aboard other than myself. It is not human, but this kind will do. It is a tiny spider. I am not sure what it plans to eat, as here are only flying fish & the occasional bird. I guess I will drop a morsel of food into its web ever so often. Reason progress is so slow is the eye bolt that holds the down haul for the bowsprit has pulled out. This has allowed the modified spinaker pole to rise & be ineffective as the bowsprit. Tonight I will sleep on the problem. It is dark & there is nothing that I can do, just take it in my stride. Tomorrow I will have a solution. I at something out of a bag that tasted something like noodles or/and chicken. It was not a great meal. Gwen has spoilt me with her great food. Tomorrow is her curry. My mood is even tonight. It is not up high, but nor is it down. If I did not have the KVH phone, I would be down. I got a call from a very close friend who is a ships doctor today. She is steaming to Cancun Mexico. It is the special friends like Katrina who helps Gwen keep me sane. I love it when that phone rings, or when I can call Gwen or my family. Sailors of yesteryear would be jealous. 4 years ago I was jealous. This phone and the e-mail has made such a difference. No longer are we truly alone. We are alone by choice when we turn the technology off. But why would I want to do such a thing...