MurrayM
Guru
Have you ever been overcome with emotion while thinking of your boat, where the rising lump in your throat makes tears puddle up in the corners of your eyes? It happened to me today.
Granted, I'm in a weakened state having been dragged down this week by the weirdest chill inducing, dizziness causing, pounding headache version of the flu, but the emotions were real.
This hasn't been a 'stomach flu' with attendant puking, but the only food I've eaten for about four days is three packages of Knorr soup. My energy reserves are meagre. I wanted to come home and suffer in comfort.
Today was the first day I felt anywhere approaching normal, so I went down to button Badger up for -23C (-9F) temperatures with northerly outflow winds forecasted at 50 knots coming in a couple days. I did not want to be out there.
Midway through the day, while trying to rationalize leaving for home with the job half done, I thought, "Badger would give it all for us, so I have to finish."
Like I said, I'm in a weakened state.
Boats do have a way of becoming much more than the sum of their parts.
Granted, I'm in a weakened state having been dragged down this week by the weirdest chill inducing, dizziness causing, pounding headache version of the flu, but the emotions were real.
This hasn't been a 'stomach flu' with attendant puking, but the only food I've eaten for about four days is three packages of Knorr soup. My energy reserves are meagre. I wanted to come home and suffer in comfort.
Today was the first day I felt anywhere approaching normal, so I went down to button Badger up for -23C (-9F) temperatures with northerly outflow winds forecasted at 50 knots coming in a couple days. I did not want to be out there.
Midway through the day, while trying to rationalize leaving for home with the job half done, I thought, "Badger would give it all for us, so I have to finish."
Like I said, I'm in a weakened state.
Boats do have a way of becoming much more than the sum of their parts.