If I ever
start talking deliriously that I am going to sail between NZ and anywhere
or back from anywhere to NZ, please remind me of all the misery we have
experienced on such a passage. We had a beautiful departure with Marilyn
(person who introduced Barry and me on a blind date) and Sam helping us out of
the slip and again at the fuel dock. The rain had gone, the tide was slack and
the wind nil. Then for the last 24 hours we have been in a front with
gales. Barry was in the cockpit fixing the Monitor windvane and I was
watching when suddenly he was doused with a firehose full of sea water from a
giant wave hitting the side of the boat. When he came aboard to take his
foul weather off 10 buckets of water came out of his foulies. Most
absorbed by our throw rugs. I got seasick for about 12 hrs in spite of patch.
Now: sun, steady strong wind, boat flat and comfortable. Life is good.
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