Thursday, July 22, 2010
Slipping.
In the sling, being lifting out of the water. Breath holding stuff...
Not too bad considering 18 months in the drink.
A friend recently stated 'have they given up already?' - and judging by recent posts, perhaps it was a fair call.
We're having a short stay on terra firma, whilst Awaitea gets her belly cleaned & painted. Routine work involving antifoul and anodes, and whilst it does feel luxurious to have carpet underfoot, central heating, and a flushing toilet, I AM missing the boat & the harbour - the gentle sway of the current, the whirring of the wind gen (seriously), and the clinking of the stays on the mast.....
I gave Cookie a giant koala bear hug last night, and she was wearing her pj's from the boat. She smelt like the boat, she had a hint of diesel, and as peculiar as it sounds, she smelt like home.
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