Ahhh, the leisure of a Saturday morning, reading the paper while sipping a cup of coffee. Ok, I don’t exactly drink coffee and the most recent newspaper we have is a September 5th edition of The Wall Street Journal, but still.
When I woke up this morning almost everyone had slept in and Bill and Bonnie were happily keeping watch at the helm. There were no shouts about plastic pollution or scrambling to grab camera and gear to take photos on the fly. Just a quiet morning putting up the sails and closing down the hatch as a rainstorm moved in.
It’s amazing to see the spikes of rain hitting the waves and the drops rolling off the windows. There’s something inherently soothing about being on a ship in the rain. There are so many nooks and crannies to nestle in and the bunks have just enough room where you can curl up with a book and read to the light of your headlamp.
This afternoon I’ll type up my first draft of an article about the garbage patch and try to capture some audio for the upcoming slideshow. I have an enormous amount of notes and numerous background articles. What better day to pull it all together than our first “day off”?
