July 8th 2019
We woke up by the drumming of the raindrops on the hatches. It’s supposed to be July and high summer, but this seems more like autumn. We even had to fire up the heater this morning because of the cold. Plans to anchor somewhere today were quickly abandoned, the hatches closed, and we settled in the saloon with a steaming mug of coffee. As we said yesterday, the weather is very decisive for what you’re going to do. And today the weather has decided that it is a good day to work, and to stay where we are. Who are we to argue.