Taking off with one month of advance on the cyclone season was a breaking heart decision considering how beautiful the Fiji island are, however the show must go on. Maybe the excitement or the good weather windows we will never know what made us leave without filling the water tanks, and karma punished us immediatlely.
As soon as we left behind cloudbrake's pass and the reef couldn't protect us anymore, the power of the ocean concentrate a lot of his energy onto Lazy Jack.
It took us one week to see land again: On entire week without water maker that blew up 2 hours after our departure and 3 of the 4 member of the crew were practically forced to bed due to sea sickness.
Alice the hero of the final bit, the only one to survive the storm without any problem. We knew it was going to be a final hard bit but obviously unless you are not use to sail in storm, 35 to 40 knots of opposite wind and giant waves right on the boat's nose are always quiet an experience.
No one around, 1 kg of smoked salmon on bread and not a single shower later, we finally could see Bay of Island.
On a sunny afternoon, sitting on a boe on the outside deck, looking at land coming closer and closer., there was not better feeling, kind of a thousand flash back of all the adventures of the past year and absolutely not regrets.
We might had sometimes the feeling that there were places we could do more or know better, but at the end of the day it was never our show. And as i like to think: "we have to move on to make space for next adventure".
Anyway that moment, for the very first time in a year wearing an heavy weather jacket, shoes and long pants will be forever kinda special.
Committed to a passage, new to this kind of world, and with the only goal to make it back to the Southern Ocean till the land that for some reason make me feel more at home excepts than when i am with my family and friends.
A straight line of everyday signs and success that could leave no doubt even to the most skeptical. After seen LJ pulled out of the water and The Capitan with sweet Mme Nicole quite emotional on our last dinner together before to say goodbye, we all new that was a moment will stick into our memories for long time.
And it was just a matter of moment, switching from a cabin crew with two single bed dwarf size to a king bed of the best hotel in town.
That was it.
The end of something that for some reason will never really end.
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