Good Morning, All! It’s been a wet couple of days out here. At the moment, I’m just waking from a mid-morning nap as yesterday wore the hell out of me with a constant onslaught of squalls. But those little temper tantrums of wind and rain have been quite useful, giving us some extra gas, ticking the miles a bit faster.
As the sun came up this morning, I could see the first view of San Cristobol island rising up through the fog of clouds. We’re now passing just ten miles south of the large land mass and are enjoying the site of some new birds and the occasional wafting smells of soil and its fruit. Sighting land is always an exciting thing after so many days of an unchanging horizon - it’s a nice reminder that all the splashing, bashing, rocking, and rolling have actually transported us somewhere. And even though these particular islands aren’t yet our final destination, the rocky coastline is already beginning to work its magic, planting little seeds of excitement, telltales of all the adventure that lie ahead.
Okay back to miniature holiday preparations out here - the lighting of pumpkin-spiced aromatic candles, the displaying of red and green candied treats - a few small things to make home not seem so far away. Hope this finds you all happy and healthy, enjoying the season with family and friends!
Bye for now!
Emily
I’m still at sea.
This post is from my first voyage, sailing alone around the world from 2009 to 2015. These days I live aboard El Dorado in France and send dispatches from the boat.
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Or get real mail from the boat: the Foreign Correspondence Club.