The past three days have been characterized by a 2-3mtr confused seas with constant NE to E winds at 15-20kts. That combined with rowing south to avoid a potential low pressure system has made Michelle’s progress slow. Her two main rivals are gaining on her but she has stuck to the plan of a short term loss, for a long term gain…..
During the nights Michelle is finding it difficult to row the course as the seas, being confused, have literally thrown off her seat with the movement of her oars. Just imagine - you’ve shrunk in size to fit into your own washing machine, then close your eyes, and imagine you’re a piece of cork. The washing cycle starts, water pour in over you, and now your agitated every which way! Not a pretty picture but our girl has it well in control. Fortunately she is tethered to the boat!
Occasionally Michelle calls as she’s lonely and missing all her friends however by the end of the call she simply says - ‘gotta go and row this thing like shit’ . Amazing how one simple human connection can improve one’s mental health.
On another note, on the morning of Day 9, Michelle goes out into the cockpit and finds one of her little bird companions in the footlocker, in two inches of water. She drains it out and watches it closely for the rest of the day. Then that night the little bird got up, dried and spread his wings for a couple of minutes, then took off - gone! He must have known she doesn’t need any further help right now!
He’s flown the coup!
Courtesy of Tony Roberts (Designated Person Ashore)