Dolphins

Dolphins. Pitch dark Night.
Bioluminscent torpedoes exploding on our bow in dazzling star trail braids and blasts of air.

My words don't do it justice and my camera couldn't capture it but the image in my mind is so beautiful that I laugh with joy at the memory.

I just watched the early glimmer of dawn coalesce into the muted brillaince of a cloudy sunrise as my last watch of my first overnight sail came to an end.

It was quite a night. Beauty and some complications, like life, it also had privation and I'm looking forward to a nap (or two) later today.

We will keep moto-sailing until we reach the *relatively* "large" town of Mwtara. There perhaps we can find a rebuild kit for the yanmar starter that is no longer entirely trustworthy. I'm fairly sure we can hammertime it through at least a dozen starts but what if we can't and the wind abates? That would leave us at the mercy of a brisk northbound current.

So ~12 hrs of rumble and heavy eyelids are in our future but that sure beats no engine.

I'm grateful for the warmth of the sun - it gets chilly at night on the water, even at 11° south latitude!Читать далее