I am getting into the routine of the boat again - the watches are turning into days and so we move along to Cape Town. Eckard Toller would be proud of me: I am so living in the moment and just thinking about what I need to do now to be able to make it through this watch, that I am totally unaware of what day it is, or what the date is. Nothing else matters but to get enough sleep to make it to the next watch. I feel totally disconnected from the world. This email from the little crew laptop is my only connection to the world from this big blue living bowl of water surrounding us.
The trip from Rio so far has been very much on one tack and at an angle of about 30 degrees. It is quite a frustrating, physically very challenging, and sometime hilarious, and keeping a sense of humour has been the only way to stay half sane. Trying to put together a meal for 18 people is in itself a challenge, but at this angle it edges on the ridiculous. People have been falling about, and some really hurting themselves. They hang a monkey rope from the one side of the boat to the other, and I have found myself skidding from one side to the other on a few occasions. You always have one hand on the boat or handrail, or handle, or wall. Brushing your teeth, making cups of tea for the rest of the crew, eating on deck, getting into your bunk, and then the worst of all, using the heads, demands new skills and coordination. I have impressed myself with how I have caught things mid air or prevented a
The trip from Rio so far has been very much on one tack and at an angle of about 30 degrees. It is quite a frustrating, physically very challenging, and sometime hilarious, and keeping a sense of humour has been the only way to stay half sane. Trying to put together a meal for 18 people is in itself a challenge, but at this angle it edges on the ridiculous. People have been falling about, and some really hurting themselves. They hang a monkey rope from the one side of the boat to the other, and I have found myself skidding from one side to the other on a few occasions. You always have one hand on the boat or handrail, or handle, or wall. Brushing your teeth, making cups of tea for the rest of the crew, eating on deck, getting into your bunk, and then the worst of all, using the heads, demands new skills and coordination. I have impressed myself with how I have caught things mid air or prevented a
spill.
I'm exhausted and falling asleep at the laptop. Sleep time.
PSP Logistics winning Race 2 in Rio.
Next post: Showering...
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