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today there can be no more foot dragging (or anchor dragging, whatever the case may be). it is time to head north to deltaville, cricket's home for the coming fall and winter. nope, no foot dragging, so up out of bed we rose, hopped into jiminny, and headed to the town coffee shop... you learn when sailing that many times the shortest distance between two points is not usually relevant, so a short tack to a cup of coffee and a muffin will get you there better.
but as one of our favorite sailing songs goes: " mercy, mercy, i do declare that half the fun of going is getting there. but mercy percy, you better start rowing 'cause the other half of getting there is going!" so back to the boat, hoist anchor, and get going.
it's been a lovely, easy sail in light winds, but that seems completely ok with is today. perhaps cricket is dragging her feet too. we decided to go all night, not because we're in a hurry so much as that now we've realized what a joy night sailing can be. and a joy it is tonight! a beautiful sunset without having to anchor. little lights along the shore. the green and red lighted bouys going by. ships passing by at a nice, safe distance. the full moon reflecting on the water, lighting up the white sails. a sweet, following breeze. the gurgle of the water under the hull. i even got to pass right by the dark figure of the wolf trap lighthouse, with it's light circling on top! it's all very fine! my 23:00-03:00 shift is almost over and it is time to wake pam and let her experience some of the joy. it'll be hard to leave this beautiful setting, but the bunk will be warm and cozy and rocking, while i put my trust in pam as pilot, cricket as the floating cradle, and God as the giant who carries us all.
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