Sunday, November 30, 2008

November 30, 2008 - Hudson, OH, USA

Sten and I are both still jet lagged. Our first evening back in Hudson, I passed out before my sister made it home from the airport. The next day, Sten fell asleep in the middle of the Off 5th outlet.
All this napping causes us to be awake at very odd hours. The past few days, I've gotten up obscenely early, made myself a short pot of Kona, warmed up one of Alena's sticky buns, and sat down at the computer.

I've gone back through our blog posts and labeled them. Part of the motivation was to make the blog more usable as a resource for those following in our wake. For example, if someone is looking for information on Beveridge Reef, rather than having to dig back through the archives to find relevant posts, all they have to do is click on the link on the right side of the screen and all our posts about Beveridge will pop up on one screen. I also know that there are people out there that love the stories about Sten's fishing exploits (Sten refers to these folks as "his readers"). Those folks can now click on Fish Tales, and go right to them, without having to read all my blather about cocktails and provisioning.

The first questions we always get from new non-cruising friends are almost always fear-based. "Aren't you afraid of pirates?" Not so much (at least not since we decided to skip the Gulf of Aden). "Have you ever run into any bad weather?" Yup, follow the link to the Bermuda Triangle. But what really keeps us up at night are more mundane concerns about running into stuff or other boats running into us. Read all about the riskier moments of this trip by clicking on the Too Close for Comfort Link. As you'll see, French charter boats strike much more fear into our hearts than pirates.

Even the deer came for the Thanksgiving feast

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