..And there was Much Rejoicing

After a long, painful stagger to the quarterdeck, I came to the slow realization that we're all still alive! The hull is intact. Everyone is either safely tucked in their racks or blearily looking about on deck. Aside from some grumbling, my stomach is even content!

The stars are amazing. We've been stuck in yucky weather for so long (a whole .. 20 hours?) that I've forgotten that stars arranged themselves into cosmic patterns. Between sweeping stares along the horizon, we glance upward and point out The Guy with a Belt, The Angry Cow, the Conjoined Twins, etc. Good times.

And then the sun had to go and ruin it all. By blazing a path like I've never seen before.. it was though half the sea caught fire and jumped up into the sky. Then again, I was blinking through eyes that had given up 12 hours ago.

Of course, none of that matters, because our Nor'Westerlies are HERE!! With much Huzzah!!ing and deck-pounding, the diesels are off for a much-deserved nap.