Rock me Mama like a wagon wheel,
Rock me Mama anyway you feel,
Hey, hey, Mama, rock me.
Rock me Mama like the wind and the rain,
Rock me Mama like a south bound train.
What a glorious first nights sail across the gulf of Panama
Not for the faint hearted but we're rough we're tough, we drink our coffee black 🤠🐄!!!
25 gusting 30 plus big rolling sea on the beam and a harden up into it to our destination. Ruth 2's motion is like a rocking cradle . Had we done that sail in the J109 last night sleeping would have felt like trying to snooze on a bucking bronco!
I wouldn't recommend anyone take on James in chess. You'll loose! The boat was the hedgehog 🦔🦔🦔, crossing the TSS and James calmly and expertly anticipated everyone's move before deciding on ours and we crossed the lanes without a hiccup .
At anchor on the surf beach now. Too windy still to surf. PHEW! I get to hold off making a complete ejjit of myself for now.🏄♀️🏄🏄♂️
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