Happy to report that crew and boat are safely tied to a mooring ball in the lagoon of Majuro. Even though it is Sunday, we are planning to clear into Immigration so that we can seek out the biggest, juiciest hamburger and largest, crispiest mound of french fries available. All is well.
In concluding this portion of our voyage, I attach this most excellent passage (provided by Julia) from The Wind In The Willows.
Water Rat says to Mole… “Believe me, young friend, there is nothing half so much
worth doing as simply messing about in boats…In or out of ’em, it doesn’t
matter. Nothing seems really to matter, that’s the charm of it. Whether you
get away, or whether you don’t; whether you arrive at your destination or
whether you reach somewhere else, or whether you never get anywhere at all,
you’re always busy, and you never do anything in particular; and when
you’ve done it there’s always something else to do, and you can do it if
you like, but you’d much better not.”
December 4, 2011
Local time 9:40 am
07 06.45 N 171 22.11 E