Well, I’ve been home on terra firma now for a week – and slowly getting back to the work mode. Sometimes I love being able to work from home, but when you’re not that motivated to work due to missing the life on the high seas, it’s slow to get back into the mood. Alas, bills have to be paid, so I’m plodding along … slowly. I also had to proof to my parents that "No, Mike and I did not die". They thought we had died during our holidays due to the conditions on Lake Ontario (they had seen a newsclip of a 42' yacht going down the same day we were sailing from Kingston, only the cat survived, not the owner ). So sad to think they thought this, and why the heck they didn't call our cell to confirm is a wee bit strange.
Wolf Island, Ontario
Just so you know the rest of the holidays after my last blog went well. This year we experienced cooler / wetter temps then normal for the time we go away, and also everyday was a “high wind warning” for anyone out on Lake Ontario. I have to admit, after the first stint of crossing over to the US side of Lake Ontario, you would have been blushing at the words coming out of my mouth – Mutiny, Mutiny. I was not really keen on EVER going sailing again. Many women I spoke to along the way, when we’d stop in at various ports thought I was some sort of heroine to be going out in the conditions we were going in (see picture of our clinometer below for how “straight” or how we were heeling in the water). Now, after being able to say I survived the past 3 weeks (and I feel silly writing this) since I was way beyond my comfort level a few times; I’m now abit more experienced in sea like conditions. I’m looking forward to our next adventure, which sadly won’t be until next year, as boats are coming out of the water in a few weeks as winter is slowly coming our way here in Canada.
I’m now also back on my Animas 2020 pump again. This was done a few days after we’d had to deal with the bad diesel in our tank of our sailboat and I wanted to be ready for our next stint on Lake Ontario. Having Salvador back by my side meant I had much better control of my blood sugars then with MDI (multiple dosage injections) – and I also made sure that in the cockpit of Jenna’s Journey I had snacks, drinks, BLOOD METER. Again, going below into the boat just wasn’t feasible with the conditions we were experiencing, and the one time I did go below, and we got hit by a wave broad side, my frozen shoulder that I’ve had since my mastectomy …. was cured!!! When I had to grab onto something other than a handrail inside the cabin, my arm was yanked so hard, that my husband who was dealing with the conditions at the time outside thought I’d broken my arm. Arrrh, I’m a hardy gal, and thankfully due to extra love handles on me (fat), with a few bruises I survived.