Hero on heaving deck, Polarity no longer Solo...
Hero dictates to Paul Metcalf (PM) from deck. Second Polarity training run. Past dawn, have raised big fat new mainsail with two reefs and steam at 12 knots in moderate seas. [Please keep up with difficult lingo via google.] Hero also has a sunburnt neck and a badly bruised heel. Will never unless visibly undeniable admit to seasickness. PM an odd fellow, built like a Brixton toro , says words like "crikey", thinks all Americans are from Fort Lauderdale, has crap taste in music, smells like curry. The boat is a monster, a raging monster, eats waves with aluminum teeth and breathes heavy wind. Loud and vibrating, wet and dangerous. Not so much sailboat as hellsled. 5,500 miles to go. Thank God Hero is heroic. Plan to complete crash training Thursday and depart for Cherbourg and the French flesheaters. Still await Sat C. More later.
posted by The Long Shot at 6:28 AM
2 Comments:
Ranger round #2 and the scope patch worked wonders for the crumpled pathetic figure from round #1. Just a small titter 24 hours into the jaunt. Same for crumpled figure's offspring. Interestingly, the "one who never gets sick" did just that inb a big way, but it turned out to be a bit of food poisoning. Drat.
Please post where to send any scrap script that might be hanging around with nothing better to do with it. This is too good an opportunity to pass up watching your suffering. --uncle--
What happened!! Mike we need more curse words and grit. The woman in the Photo, etc. Where is the filth you promised? Good luck keep it up, and shake a few reefs out you P--y. Mike who is this Paul guy, we need some bio on this dude.
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