Friday December 12, 2014
The time has come already. Â At least, we thought it had. Â For our group to say good-bye that is. Â Kit and Alex were all set to ship off tomorrow, having spent the past two days rushing around Las Palmas. Â Filling water tanks and diesel, stuffing every nook and cranny with food, and almost sinking the boat with all the extra weight added necessary for an ocean crossing.
We hadn’t seen either of them in days, Kit not since our slacklining exercise on Wednesday morning, as we’re finding that ocean voyages come with a pretty hefty prep list. Â Even just checking out of the country is a 45 minute walk each way to the port police and back. Â We did find though that their passports were not even glanced at which is good news for us since no one in this country ever wanted to check us into it in the first place.
The plan had been for our Gran Canaria boat buddies to depart tomorrow….until the weather forecast kept making it’s daily changes, as it does. Â Matt and I had been spying 20-25 knot winds (which means 25-30 in actual real world wind) and 2-3 meter waves, which is just a little heavier than we wanted to depart in and why we were not ready to race out ourselves. Â As the forecast progressed to 25-30 knots of wind and waves bordering on 3-4 meters, our buddies decided that this was just a little heavier than they would like to travel in as well.
A night out at Sailor’s Bar had already been planned so we could get our last good-byes in, and when plans changes we decided to change it from a bon voyage party to ‘Yay, you’re stuck with us for a little longer!’ party. Â Trying to find an open table at this establishment at 8pm on a Friday night is no easy feat, but after sliding into a ‘reserved’ table and getting mixed answers on if it was indeed reserved or not, and then finally stealing a table from someone who found it necessary to take up 4 seats to Skype, we sat down and downed a couple of caÃ±as.
Our boats may not be headed across any oceans just yet, but personally, that’s just fine with me. Â I have no problem spending a few more days in this cute and colorful down, drinking draft beers with new yet close friends.
Trying to ‘make love’ to the camera as well as Kit….and failing horribly….
…So I settled for a plain old smile instead.