Released week 2 of the logs documenting our recent sail from Victoria to Sitka(Southeast Alaska).
In this part, we sailed through a bunch of rapids and battled giant ants.
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Released week 2 of the logs documenting our recent sail from Victoria to Sitka(Southeast Alaska). In this part, we sailed through a bunch of rapids and battled giant ants. 20 comments
Drawings from Week 4, showing the ridiculous amount of layers we each had on when sailing in cold wet weather this year. Ninj, being bead-blooded, is superior to us in every way, he needs no additional layers. @rek https://anarchistnews.org/content/montreal-anarchist-tech-convergence-canada
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Being back in Victoria has slowed down the transcription process for the logbook(so many things to do!), but we'll get through it! Just released Week 3 (week 4 is out too, but I need to do a few more correction passes). When sailing downwind, with both sails extended outward, Pino takes on the width of a catamaran. "Watch out! Pino's coming through~!" :goose_honk: @rek It's like Pino fluffing xyrself up real big to scare off predators (or annoying motorboaters). >:) We had trouble checking in with the CBP when arriving in Ketchikan by boat last June. Our dumb phone couldn't make calls to the US, and our other devices were too old to support the official check-in app. In the end, we had to walk to the harbormaster's office to use their phone. Rain in Ketchikan is no joke. I had the great idea of going out to fetch some groceries during a downpour, but did not think to wear waterproof pants, the result was that my jeans were soaked, it felt like having clingwrap around my legs. "We thought we would get soaked today, but the storm clouds never approached us, and once halfway across Dixon Entrance the sun dominated the skies. We saw no new wildlife here, but the water and Southeast Alaskan shores were always full of gulls, a gull on every rock. Everytime we looked ashore for a glimpse of something alive, something new, there was always just gulls. Gulls abound. We still haven't seen a bear, maybe the gulls have agreed to act as stand-ins. The gull syndicate is strong on this coast." "The brightness of the day and the still waters created a perfect inverted reflection of the rocks and trees bordering the channel. This inversion gave the impression that the land continued, that we could see its underside, like it was floating in space. Looking around I felt nauseous, ungrounded, the world had stopped making sense, up was down, and our boat was flying in the void." |
A preview for Week 3 of the logs, featuring a doodle I scanned from the logbook.
The weather is *such* a bully...