Well, again we had thumps and bumps in the night which I had just written off as seas and winds. Those winds were still with us this morning when we approached St Kitts. Clouds lowered enough that you could maybe see the lower quarter of the main peak and white caps on the water stretching out to the horizon. Normally when this happens, things quiet down enough that you can fit the middle of the night into dreamscapes that are blown away by dawn.
Not today, the wind was still up when we made a pass at the dock. When it became more than obvious that the winds were just enough to have ship banging it’s side on the dock and turning the gangways into snakes that would sway and twist to the weather’s music. I have ridden on the back of a camel; singing to the snaking pathway to shore is not an experience I need.
“Gee” I thought we were docking at 0730? Not likely. The announcement came about nine. Too high winds for docking at St Kitts.
So here we are with an extra day at sea. I have finished an E.L.F. hat for Maus and about to finish another hat, just for general purposes. Might even get to my shawl before going back to editing.
The next two days are at sea. Tomorrow you will see a post, not likely on the 3rd.
Without landfall today, writing a personal note of thanks to all of you from yesterday would stretch my internet access on the ship past the point of reality. I still will be replying, it is just going to take me another day to get back to all of you. Relationships with one’s parents are what they are, and not always what we would like them to be. Each family member experiences a different reality even when living in the same house and in the same time.