[password] ninkea14
[position] 08 14.4S 169 04.0W
[weather] Warm sunny day, gentle swell, winds ENE 10k , Spinnaker 5.5k
[status] Day 39... This morning I saw a black plastic bottle (the oil type) float by. I was taken aback! Wow, I thought, there is civilisation out there! It is a weird feeling. Having not seen another boat, let alone another human for weeks, you accommodate. Your life is contained in this little bubble which is the boat. There is nothing else. You are totally focused on the present and adapt yourselves and your world according to the wind Gods and King Neptune. Nothing else counts. Then out of the blue (pardon the pun, a man made object, you are reminded that there is a world out there, albeit far removed from our present, but there awaiting. We know we will be there soon enough!
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To reach a port we must set sail. Sail, not tie at anchor. Sail, not drift.