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Mel gets philosophical...
What a difference a day makes! This time yesterday I was reaching the end of my tether about being on the para anchor, although our spirits remained fairly highly it was unbelievably frustrating.
Today I'm happy as can be and can think of nothing better than rowing for 12 hours in a lumpy sea with very little wind making the boat feel heavy, unable to make a fast course directly for Antigua!! I really don't care, we're going SW, that's good enough, we're making progress again at long last!
This feeling of euphoria is so strong I even enjoyed my freeze dried supper last night - must be wearing off now though as breakfast wasn't so good... I looked forward to each of my night watches, despite the lumpy sea, and realised I'd really missed them on anchor, think that's what I will miss most at the end of all this.
I rowed purely by starlight on one watch, saw the moon rise on the next one, a deep orange to start with, then fading to a pale yellow. I really didn't mind that I was rained on more last night than on the whole of the journey so far - it was only drizzle and I just kept thinking, we're moving, we're moving, we're back in the rhythm, eating up the miles. Even one of those watches where I fall off my seat every 15 minutes would have been hard pushed to dampen my spirits.
But that's the thing about being out at sea, you have to go through the lows to appreciate the highs, and the highs are quite simply around us all the time, but we sometimes need reminding they're here.