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These mornings, few and far between though they may be, are my favourites. It’s a prairie sky, the type I grew up with, full of cirrus and cumulus that foretell of good weather. The sea glistens mirror-like and the horizon is a beckoning silver streak. We make easy miles,free the swell that as hindered us for so many days. And we are headed East. Unbelievably East to Australia.

How can it be that travelling at a snails piece we have our sights set on Australia?

Follow my tracks in real-time:


1 Comment
  • Claude
    Posted at 20:39h, 29 March Reply

    In weather like today having a fellow partner would make the difference of the world.

    Heavy weather conditions are great only when you have enough energy to enjoy it. I wish you the time of your life.

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