Sail 7Cs: Somewhere in the Grecian Quadrant.

Star Date 2012 09 01

(Somewhere in the Grecian Quadrant.)

“This is your captain speaking. We have totally run out of fresh fruit, vegetables and white wine. We will therefore be making an unscheduled stop somewhere on the planet to take on supplies. As usual, the conditions of the prime directive apply: Do nothing to alarm the natives. When in the supermarket checkout line-up, if they ask you what your are doing, just tell them you are a “Fresh Air Inspector”. And, be sure to put on some clothes before you go ashore so that they will not be frightened. That is all.”

As we slip into the 80th day cruising in the Mediterranean, time and distance have lost meaning. We are long past the time when we can remember where we were a week ago.

We are drifting through time on waters clear and warm, the days hot, the nights cool. Every day is a perfect sunny day. Everywhere we go is a perfect place. Everyone is friendly, everyone is on holiday. Like e=mc². Nothing is real. It feels like it will go on forever.

Well, probably not forever. But for a while longer.

Our friends - Tracy and Warren and son Stewart, joined us for a two week sail through Sardinia and Sicily.

Then Paul, Darlene, Jordon and Megan Clarke took over keeping us company for the trip to Greece and a sail around the Ionian Group.

Of course, nothing goes on forever. Nothing and nowhere is perfect.

As we are adrift through a summer cruising season in the Mediterranean, we are adrift as to our futures.

Work has not found us yet, as much as we (Irena in particular) are sending out smoke signals.

And we are making a good dent in the cruising kitty. But with nothing much else to do, we continue exploring the planet while our freedom and the weather lasts. And so, there you have it: Perfect cruising, perfect uncertainty.

Somehow, we are coping.