Yesterday afternoon he puts out a second anchor. I thought for sure we would stay another couple weeks. This morning after his coffee and SSB radio routine, he puts the Travelin' Willberries full tilt "hop a round the room in your underwear" and pulls up the dinghy.
"fall on your ass, get back up"
What about me and Logan taking off for a week on the motu?
"put your teeth in a glass"
One anchor two anchors and go.
"Come on lets dance the willberry twist"
Now he sends the jib and the staysail flying.
"there ain't nothing quite like this it's the willberry twist"
Doesn't he know this lagoon is peppered with coral heads.
-Hey Mo look at the Google is their any thing ahead?
-a head to port
-Can't see it, Ho yes here it goes by!
-How can you see anything in this rain?
On and on for two hours and then the pass - much calmer this time. All the kids from the village are here waving good by. The night has come we are sailing with the southern cross to starboard and the Scorpio is going to be run over if he doesn't get the Fraingck-out.
-Scurvy
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