Perfect temperatures, the boat bouncing across the water, a frothing tuna ball off the bow, and three years in the making about to end with an arrival.
Treated to a superb evening. Perfect temperatures, and we just bounced across the water. Highlight of the day was a nice-sized ball of tuna so excited they had the surface frothing.
About a hundred miles left, which means an arrival somewhere between seven and noon. Thanks for all the encouragement. I learned a lot on this trip and really enjoyed myself. Three years in the making, and I will definitely enjoy tonight.
A quiet email when a new dispatch is filed. Nothing else, no schedule, no clutter.
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A goat named Billie, a church far too big for its island, and the well-practiced grammar of leaving.
An evening in the hall at Rikitea for Fete des Meres, where the mothers of every age were the entire point.
A planned departure becomes a foot-bound circumnavigation, a chicken-killing support dog, and a porch full of pearls.