Well, I say that, but the truth is that during the first two days, I nearly puked (uh, huh, I did just say PUKE) myself in half !!!!! Ohhhh, those lovely, rolling ocean waves. There's nothing quite like them. I've never seen Eric look so worried. It was comical really.
However, the good news is that it took just two days and after that I got 'ingeslingerd'.
The exact translation for that would be 'flung in'. In other words, once you get used to being flung from one side of the boat to the other, and once that little balance gadget in your ear adjusts to all the 'flinging, flying, bumping and grinding (of teeth!)', you're ok.
After that it was just one, awesome experience.
There was a lot of proper sailing activity (mainly by the others, because I just couldn't seem to catch up with what was going on, fast enough) and yes, there was also a lot of waiting and sitting and trying to keep our eyes open during the night shifts, but with the dawning of the day, when the first rays of sunshine (which we had a lot of) hit the waves, I felt a surge of wonder and respect for the elements fill my heart.
I loved the way that the Ithaka rode those mighty waves with an elegance befitting a true Lady.
.......more to come (with piccies)
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