well well well. i'd have to say the crossing this time has been a lot more like work and less like an adventure, which is not to say intolerable, but perhaps also not less great. the parts of each day devoted to watch or the business of sailing are still a treat and i am yet impressed with the learning curve activity. it's been a few days now. ankle is still a bit of a drag. i have finally felt like i should ease off on the icing. still monitoring its strength and i am tending to favour it slightly. not that there are any long distance treks to contend with.
actually, not terribly accurate. i believe we
were a little further south and not so much in a straight line at all.
up the mast part seven went way better than the previous versions. the main halyard got accomplished with a significantly less costly fee, some abrasion and far less bruising. i anchored myself in exactly the opposite fashion from the first failed attempt and was rewarded with a worn out spot on my wrist and now have matching heels. though the new blistered section is not as dramatic as the one on my right heel from last week. they are similar now in size and location. another half hour spent at 70'. this time with the direction of waves and in significantly less wind. i did question why i went up there at one point. 'why am i here?' i thought. 'foolish? stubborn? sadomasochist?'
the fridge gets turned off today. it seems that we're stepping up the 'get-out-of-the-boat' programme and it doesn't seem to me that we're going to get three days to clean the boat and so on on in virgin gorda. also we're starting to lose all of our food. which means that we don't eat on the boat when we arrive anymore. this discourages me. i can't yet afford to eat in restaurants. and why should we get to enjoy being on the boat, we have only been sailing it for a month and a half. so it goes. let the cleaning begin.