Lost a rudder?

Another relaxed morning. We are on vacation or are wet! We fold the mainsail in the morning. Not so simple, but we have a little more experience than the day before to put the main sail on the small trolley on the small quay. I am once again so hot that I jump into the water after the task accomplished before Louis goes up the mast to undo the lazy jacks. He's got a stiff neck up there so, instead of continuing the chores for our next departure, we take it more relaxed for the rest of the day. We will have to work harder then but hey, what would a trip be without a few anecdotes.

We finish the chili for dinner, we relax, we swim and we walk on the beach. Then on the way back, we remove the bottom of the windvane. In fact, I'm sure we have lost the little rudder in the water. Oh titi... Louis is going to have to swim to the bottom to get it. I can't get there with just one arm. Yes, I am one of those who hold their noses. I know, I know, you can't be perfect. I try to improve myself, but in this moment of panic, I don't think about continuous improvement. 😉I also don't think my boyfriend has already thought of everything and tied a rope to the rudder of the windwane. So, yes I saw it sink but it was easier than in my imagination to reassemble said piece. Just pulling on the rope. All's well That ends well.

For our end of day, as we enjoyed our film the day before, we settle down to listen to Dr Strange on the tablet after having washed up. Oh and… am I allowed to say that we took shooters wearing nothing but our birth suits? Nope? Ok then we were wearing turtlenecks!