Changing watch in the middle of the night during our 28-hour passage. It’s pitch black, no moon. I’m on watch, Tanya comes up to relieve me:
“There are four sailboats behind us, a powerboat in front, a cargo ship just passed us to port, and a 600 foot container ship directly off the bow five miles out closing at 17 knots on a collision course. You got this?”
“Yup.”
“Ok, I’m going to sleep.”
Not joking, just another night at sea.
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