144 Chelsea day: 50 years in a life jacket.
2019.08.03 Sunday
"Minstrel & quot; at anchor between the Islands of Yassidzha. Heat. Calm.
& nbsp; the Crew in the morning in the water. Swimming and diving.
& nbsp; & nbsp; & nbsp; Breakfast with freshly baked Turkish tortillas stuffed with some cheese and herbs, others with bananas and chocolate. They're baked right here on the Longboat. Very tasty.
& nbsp; with the departure a little late: in the Bay descended gulets, our anchor threw their own. They lifted it up, periodically pulling the chain with the motor, and when our Bruce slipped on their chain, they lifted a little more. At last Chelsea was able to reach the anchor and tie the line to the hole for the buoy. We fixed the line on the duck, etched the chain and the anchor was released.
& nbsp; Moved to gejek.
& nbsp; tomorrow is Dima Chelsea's birthday, fifty-cent anniversary. But tomorrow mityai and Lena will leave. We decided to go out tonight.
& nbsp; Bought all kinds of meat: lamb, chicken. And vegetables: we will work megahal. Chipped in and on a gift. We decided to take something that you can't always buy yourself, the toad will strangle you: an automatic life jacket. Friends in the store made a discount, very successfully.
& nbsp; & nbsp; & nbsp; Well, of course, a collective tour to a familiar Berber. Now the carriage is beautiful. Only the hero of the day did not dare, grows a beard, probably.
& nbsp; Night spent on the roadstead, celebrating. Mountains of meat and baked vegetables, salads and ekmeks, cheeses and wines. The rum river. Guitar on hands.
& nbsp; mityai plays well and knows all the bard songs. And the bards themselves, by the way. I tried to sing his own, but painfully pale leaves amid the evergreens supermega.
& nbsp; Lights out in the morning.
Passed:
3 miles per day, total 21047 miles
From them:
Under sail 0 (11702)
On the motor 3 (9345)