That’s what is playing the stereo. Southern Cross to be specific. It is 2315 Thursday May 8. I am sitting the cockpit of Orion’s light writing this post under the stars. Enjoying an almost perfect night. Almost perfect because we are still under power and sail. We don’t have enough wind to sail without the Volvo turning 2100 it’s revs. Perfect because Keven is at the helm on his watch, while Andy and Wade are below catch some well earned Zzzz. Perfect because we continue on towards Bermuda making a few ticks less than 8 kts. Perfect because It is just the two of us, mostly silent soaking in the stars with a shimmering 7/8’s moon, feeling the rhythm of Orion’s Light in harmony with the ocean. This is why we go to sea. This why we struggled in the days before getting OL ready. This is why we didn’t give up when our refrigeration decided to quit and force us to rethink our provisions. This is why we decided to forge ahead when our radar became balky and unreliable. This is why we chuckle at our autopilot when it decides to do a crazy Ivan from “Hunt for Red October” out of nowhere. It is an evening like this that we thank our lucky stars we threw off the last dock lines in St Augustine three days ago when all was not working perfectly. Perfect is now. Right now Kevin and I together in the cockpit of Orion’s Light on an almost perfect evening .
