We’ve been hanging around St. John’s for what feels like forever by now. There has been a low developing to our SW for days, which is forecast to bring gale force NE’ly winds to the Grand Banks. It will finally arrive tomorrow.
So, being the prudent mariners that we are, we’re sitting tight and letting it pass on by. Happily, we get to leave tomorrow evening. We need to go SE from here to get below the iceberg zone, so we’ll use the back side of the low to make some miles in that direction. The long-term forecast looks very good for the passage, so we’re optimistic that we’ll get across with decent wind and not too much excitement.
We’ve been making the best of our time here, but we’re honestly all going a bit soft in the head. Jenny bought a stuffed Dachshund named Roger, who has been accepted by all as an invaluable member of the crew, in addition to a little stuffed baby seal we’ve named Tate. It’s a bit of an inside joke. Sorry, Tate.
Tim has become a Babylon 5 enthusiast, deeply engrossed in both the plot and amazing visual effects between games of solitaire.
Yup, it’s time to get moving….
