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MY TALL SHIPS RACE JOURNAL DAY 14 – (17/07/2015) – Farewell Lord Nelson and her crew, flight to Gatwick and cheers to those who made this trip possible

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Here we are on the last day.  Where has two weeks gone.  It has gone in a blink of an eye and yet when we were at sea it seemed to take an age for time to pass.  Early start.  We were up before the wake up call, showered, dressed and quietly finishing off our packing.  Breakfast was had on deck, hubby did my last mess duty as he knew I would need to save my energy for the travel home.  To most people catching a flight is just that, easy and simple to do.  To me it is a challenging adventure, and a painful one at that as the pressure during flight affects my foot causing extra swelling and more pain.  Plus sitting in aircraft seats can be quite an uncomfortable experience especially if my Fibromyalgia pain is high, which it is today.  What more did I expect after fourteen days on a tall ship.  All I want is to be zapped from here to home in a millisecond and feel my nice soft bed under my sore body. Continue reading

MY TALL SHIPS RACE JOURNAL DAY 13 – (16/07/2015) – Painfully exhausted, crew parade and our penguin is kidnapped!

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Exhausted and agony are not strong enough words for how I feel today.  I think the climb really took its toll on my body and even with the additional pain I am enduring I would not have changed my decision yesterday to climb as high as the second yard.  I got higher than I ever did before and I am so proud of my achievement.  The pain and fatigue will never take that achievement away from me because I did it.  I could not have done it though without the permanent crew of Nellie and all the voyage crew that hung onto the rope to take my weight.  It would have been different if I was sat here in pain and to not have done the climb then I would have regrets about not pushing through, however I did do what I set out to achieve so how can I possibly have regrets.  I just need to find a way to get through today as my energy levels are running very low and I am determined not to miss any of the action today. Continue reading

MY TALL SHIPS RACE JOURNAL DAY 12 – (15/07/2015) – Wheelie aloft, tall ship heaven and a meal with friends

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Slept pretty well overnight which I didn’t think I would with the ship being so still. Breakfast was served up on deck, which was nice especially as the scenery is so beautiful. Everyone is in good spirits despite the late night last night and hangovers this morning. First order of the day was to gather on the dock for the crew photographs.  My first step, or should I say wheel, on foreign ground since I had my accident seven years ago!  Several of the crew had to be woken up this morning so they arrived on the dock a little shell shocked.  By the time we all got off the ship our old voyage friend was back – it was raining quite heavily.  We had a whole crew photo first then split off for individual watch photos.  I had our watch leader B strewn across my lap with H and S holding either her legs or upper body.  It made for a good photo which was a bit more fun than just a row of people.  The photo summed our voyage up nicely I think – a bit of rain, some laughs along the way and a great team spirit.  By the way if you are reading this and was on this voyage and have a copy of the crew photos please get in touch as I would love to have a copy.

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MY TALL SHIPS RACE JOURNAL DAY 11 – (14/07/2015) – Engines on, pearlescent seas and arrival in beautiful Norway

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Well the inevitable happened at 11:45 pm last night – the engines were fired up!  It is sad that we have had to retire from the race when we were so close to finishing but the wind has been against us.  It was noisy when the engines were first fired up and there is a definite mechanical vibration through the ship in comparison to the feeling of being just under sail.  Having the engines on makes the ship have a hurried feeling, like we are rushing to get somewhere rather than going where the wind blows.  The vibration of the engines was enough to flare the pain in my foot so it took ages to get back to sleep. Continue reading

MY TALL SHIPS RACE JOURNAL DAY 10 – (13/07/2015) – High pain, missed opportunities and reflections on modern day life.

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I should have been on watch between 4 am and 8 am but due to sky high pain hubby thought it wise for me to remain in bed, take more painkillers and rest when he got up at 3:30 am.  He didn’t even wake me at 6 am as agreed.  I was a little miffed about this but I understand why he did it.  He knows that I am on the verge of burn out and my spoons are going overboard to become treasures of the sea.  He knows me better than I know myself sometimes, I get taken over by sheer determination that I fail to listen to what my body is telling me.  I didn’t sleep very well last night, the first night on board that I never slept.  I only got about four hours sleep and that was between 4 am and 8 am – ironically the hours that I should have been on my watch so maybe hubby was right to leave me where I was at 6 am.  I even slept through the 7:30 am wake up call! 
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MY TALL SHIPS RACE JOURNAL DAY 9 – (12/07/2015) – Oil rig aliens, a few tears and a lap full of bras!

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Oil rigs on the horizon as we come on watch

Began watch at 12 midnight to an abundance of Christmas trees on the horizon.  Why has Christmas featured so much during this voyage I do not know!  We even had Once in Royal David’s City sang during watch tonight as H could not think of anything else to sing.

Anyway back to those Christmas trees on the horizon.  They were not Christmas trees, they were fishing vessels, oil rigs, drilling platforms, Floatels and guard ships.  We were right in the middle of an exclusion zone for the rigs!  We should not have been in these waters.  Thankfully though due to no one working in the water around the rigs tonight we had been given permission to pass through the exclusion zone.  We had planned to pass with the rigs to our port side but a wind shift put us on course to pass right between a fully built rig and a partially built rig. A manoeuvre which was forbidden.  We only had permission to pass with at least a mile between us and these two rigs and to go between them would have put us within this smaller exclusion zone.  Due to this we had to take a detour, to change tack and pass the rigs to starboard side.
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