Our Scariest Days At Sea (4 days from land)

Nikki Wynn

Jul 18, 2021 — 1 min read

There are times when sailing feels like Murphy’s Law in action. Because if anything can go wrong, it will. And, most likely, it will happen at night.

Today’s story picks up where we left you hanging last week. With the news that our life raft locker, and all its contents, had been taken by the sea.

Staring down at the gaping hole in our cockpit I made the decision to carefully pack away my wild imagination and put it in our waterproof, fireproof safe with our other precious valuables.

And even though we’ve been on terra firma for a couple of weeks now, I still haven’t retrieved it. Because my mind is still reeling and I don’t know what to think about all that has happened on this voyage. One part of me wants to chalk it all up to a calamity of coincidence and the other part of me wonders what nautical deity we must have pissed off.

Either way, I’m starting to understand why sailors are such superstitious folk.

Grab a tall glass of something good and settle in for what is no doubt our scariest days at sea. I hereby dub this passage, and chapter of our lives, as “Lessons In Fortitude With Murphy”.

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