Tuesday, 6 September 2011

Tossed Sardines

Hmmmm, a tad weary this am after rocking and a rolling most of the night.

The winds hit a top eight here in the marina so not the best sleeping conditions. It's bleak here this morning, like a winters day.

The sea looks menacing and everywhere like a ghost town. Bar the clanging halyards and howling wind you could hear a pin drop.

This front is here to stay so das captain and I are abandoning ship to return home until this blows over.



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