I spend a soft, warm, windy Sunday adding final touches to the boat. Okinawa is delightful at this time of year. There is warm wind, spirited sea, brilliant colors, first butterflies and it is Sunday.
I finish the oars
I love my mainsheet block
I go to watch Kingfishers.
Rodney Kingfisher
I put up sail. I take down sail. I practice rowing. I put in reefs. I shake out reefs. Friends, there is nothing better than this ‘cos when you are actually at sea there is the imminent death factor.
While to my shame I see/ The imminent death of twenty thousand men/ That for a fantasy or trick of fame/ Go to their graves like beds, fight for a plot/ Whereon the numbers cannot try the cause”
On arrival
Guess what this is.
So, the sun is starting its joyous march unto the final position way out past Cape Zampa. I will be posting lots of photos of sunsets over the next six months. Watch the progress of the sun.
Long way to go
The Quiet Ripple Defines The Pond 
Great work. Love the leather; Vaseline a good sub for tallow I’m told.
“T’is not too late to seek a newer world
Push off, and sitting well in order smite
The sounding furrows, for my purpose holds
To sail beyond the sunset, and the baths
Of all the western stars, until I die”
There, it’s that imminent death factor again.