Beep – Beep – Beep… My alarm system keeps waking me up all the time usually because of nearby ships, but not this time. I went up on deck to have a look around in the rising sun but still dim daylight, and I spotted an oil rig on the horizon that we were so very, very slowly coming closer too… I still can’t see any trace of wind but the last shining stars reflecting on the water create the illusion that we are floating through space… The clouds too are beginning to reflect on the shivering water. It is not before the oil rig is out of sight behind me that I feel a whiff of wind slowly strengthening up into a light breeze. And finally the engine sound gives way to that of the waves being cut into by Guppy’s bow. The wind is not blowing from the best angle but we are going under sails again even though we are not heading in the right direction… but we are moving under sails so I am happy to just have wind at all. Now all I have to hope for is the wind coming from the right direction…

Laura