We made it!
We are finally in Vanuatu! Except we haven’t seen any of it yet, because we came in here really late at night, and spent an hour or two motoring up a channel by radar and starlight, since the moon wasn’t up. We anchored by radar, too, but we also shone a flashlight around to make sure there weren’t any other boats. When we were safely anchored, we were extremely glad not to hear the wind howling, but we did hear cows. I wasn’t sure what in the world it was at first, but once the idea of cows came into my head, I figured that was it.
We opened almost every single hatch on the boat, since one reason the passage was so uncomfortable was that we were stuck inside nearly all the time, we couldn’t open any hatches unless we wanted saltwater to come in, and it was hot and sticky and plain miserable down below. Thank goodness that’s over! I woke up when the rain started and helped Dad close all the hatches, but when we got done with that, the rain stopped. It has been raining sporadically though, so we kept the hatches closed.
Well, when the rain woke me up, I didn’t feel all that tired anymore, so here I am, writing an update, at four in the morning. Oops, five in the morning by Vanuatu time. For some reason this reminds me of the Shel Silverstein poem that goes, ‘I’m writing this from inside a lion, and it’s rather dark in here.’ It is rather dark right now, too. But it must be time to get up, because there’s a bunch of roosters crowing their little hearts out somewhere. I haven’t heard a rooster in a while, so at first I thought it was some dog that needed lots of practice at howling; but no, it’s roosters.
Now that it’s morning, at least according to the roosters, I’m ready to go back to bed. In a couple of hours, I’ll have to get up and go explore! Merry passage-end to all, and to all a good night! ~Molly