The view from 54 feet above. Glad I wasn’t the one to go up, although I kind of want to. But I’m terrified of heights so maybe not. Emily and I raised and lowered Stephen with lines and winches, although he had to climb a lot to help us out.
Safely anchored watching the storms roll by.
Some days it’s about the destination and not the journey. Today trekking north on the ICW was a little akin to interstate driving. Although like driving in a Tesla because we have autopilot and don’t have to steer. But not like a Tesla because we move along at 8 mph. After 5-6 hours we had a little open water so we raised our sails to check all our rigging, making sure everything was in good order after having some work done. Better inland than out on the open sea. Raising the sails and killing the engine instantly brought a sense of peace and pure joy, transitioning the day from destination to journey, just the way we like it.
