The gale went through over night and had lost its strength at the time I did my morning walk.
The clouds kept painting the scenery throughout the day and the short one hour kayaking tour with Lille Poro 🛶 felt more like meditation than anything else. It adds another dimension.
It was a memorable and contemplative paddling today around the Skrova Island. Calm and slightly rough conditions playing hand in hand, just as it goes in normal life, sometimes. The buoyage in form of a crossing, also trying to give direction as shown on the photo; sometimes hard to understand but mostly helpful. I will remember this Round Island Paddling (RIP) for many reasons but one:
“On the ocean of life, we are all big ships, that pass through the night.”
I am getting used to Lille Poro 🛶, slowly. Nevertheless, keeping the VHF handheld radio ready in the grab-bag in case needed. Some people would smile about me, in rather good faith…I know that.