Falcon has been stuffed with provisions, had her tanks filled, and is ready to set sail; her crew are stuffed with pizza, been thoroughly pickled from a week of sundowners and parties, and are dangerously ready to burst.
Blood and tears have been spent these last few days making the final preparations to the boat; sweat and significant chunks of dignity have been lost grooving at the 70’s disco. Our work is done here in the Canaries; its time to slip lines, point the bow south to the open seas, and make way to the Cape Verdes where, undoubtedly, more partying and fixing things awaits us in Mindelo.
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