After
a rough night, it was good to get some sleep and be in the presence of only each
other and the sea. All though it’s with mixed feelings being so far from home,
we’re trying to think ahead. We’re looking forward to Cape Verde, and are
excited about the fact that we’re almost halfway there, while keeping the
world’s best dog in our memory and heart.
So I
don’t know about rest of the crew, but I think I’m already loosing track of the
days. I woke up today positively sure that it’s Wednesday. But you see it isn’t.
Apparently it’s just Tuesday and you could easily have me fooled and tell me I
have been blessed with a whole extra leap day this year. But hey, I don’t think
I’m the only one onboard LEA who is a little starting to get a little nutty.
We’ve set up a half-hedge to block the entrance down to the saloon, to prevent
water from coming in if a wave hits the cockpit. And after (almost) three days
my mother, the skipper, still bumps her knees into it every single time she
comes up the staircase. She means well though. And she happens to be a medic, so
if anything she can band-aid those scratches on her knees right
up.
Reidun
and Erin, who are doing the 07-13 watch, have the responsibility to clean the
cockpit in the mornings. This morning, when lifting up pillows to wash the
bench, they found something quite disturbing, yet resolving for the missing
squid from yesterday. Apparently it had slid down from the deck, into the cockpit and in
between the cushion and the bench. And we do happen to occasionally sit down on
these cushions… I think you understand where I’m going with this. Poor
squid.
With
Reidun’s freshly baked buns, and Norwegian brown-cheese that we’ve kept vacuumed
and saved for a long time, it was quite the night watch too.
Lene