Will do. And speaking of weather, there's been plenty of it about here in Sydney too. With 40kt winds and horizontal rain I was having a bit of trouble sleeping tonight, so I got up to have a wander. Then the adventures started.
Looking out the back door I noticed the dinghy was very close to full and starting to take water over the side from the waves. Got the bucket and baled it out then, like a drowned rat, retreated back into the cabin. Then I wiped up a few puddles, did a little painting to kill time and decided I was hungry enough to reheat the remains of tonight's dinner. Figured that HF radio might be interesting in such weather so I switched that on in the background.
An almighty crash sent me back on deck where simultaneously a 6mm plexiglass window had blown out and a bucket and cardboard box had been blown down to the rails. Retrieved all that stuff and once again shrank back to the relative safety of indoors.
Faintly I heard the unmistakeable ditditdit dahdahdah ditditdit of a morse SOS call on the radio. Since I don't know morse code I couldn't make out the rest, but within 5 minutes a fairly loud voice message followed, doing a Mayday Relay of the information. I had just heard my first real distress call, and suddenly my minor problems at the swing mooring didn't seem so bad after all.
"The cure for anything is salt water... sweat, tears, or the sea" -- Isak Dinesen
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