The seascape becomes so soft and gray at times, the surface such a mirror, that it's hard to say where sky ends and sea begins. The only hard and defined line is our bow wave. These mysterious light and reflection effects were my solace during long hours of motoring in flat calm. (There is a horizon in this picture, but you have to look hard to see it!) It's getting cooler and damper as we cross into the new climate regime. Too chilly to stay out on deck for very long, and too noisy in the cabin to concentrate on anything; I can barely read a book in the constant din.
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