Sinking the bow into 5-10foot waves with 30 knot gusts of headwind, riding the coast outside of Jersey. Waves crashing over the wheelhouse and hitting the side of the boat like cannon fire, things falling and crashing, the table Im typing on exploding upward as if Linda Blair is sitting on the other side tossing her pea soup up while a priest yells something regarding the power of Christ. The captain and I with nothing better to do than to try to catch up on lost sleep while wrapping ourselves in blankets and lighting an unpotted burner on the stove to keep warm. Havent been on land more than 20mins in the last week and needing it badly. There is nothing about my life on land that is normal but this is a little more abby normal than I prefer. Home by tomorrow night, Thank God! Feel a long way from the hills of san Salvador! Hope everyone is well and warm, Peace!
Posted on: Fri, 04 Apr 2014 21:44:00 +0000
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