In the pastel

Up early as always and enjoy spending the morning in the pilot house reading or writing in quiet while Brian does the same, sipping our coffee. Watched him view, and make adjustments to his pastel before doing some chores on the boat and waited for Chad to arrive, but he never did. We went to shore and Brian did a Pastel while I found a cosy spot on a fallen tree (albeit ants found me) to read my book. We then walked the mile long beach before heading back to the boat to make a delicious super (haddock, salad, baked potato). Our provisions are getting low but a storm is rolling in so we will find a sheltered place on the other side of the island to wait it out.
Read more, danced to Brian’s playlist and listened to his strumming the guitar… a normal evening on the boat.Read more