All Quiet

It's been just Kevin and me onboard for most of this trip. Neither of us are big talkers. He calls it companionable silence. It's pretty quiet. I like conversation, but, long periods of silence are nice too.

Kevin is a good fit for Quijote. Our common appreciation for quiet aside, he's also incredibly conscientious about everything he does on the boat. If something needs doing, Kevin takes care of it. He's good crew.

I asked him to take a look at the knot meter sensor on the bottom of the hull, his response wasn't: "are you crazy?" It was: "I would, but I don't have a mask, so I won' be able to see much."

Fair enough.

If I buy a mask in Campbell River, I have no doubt Kevin will dive under the hull for me. He won't want to do it in the marina (the water isn't clean), but the first anchorage out he will. I guess that's a good reason not to buy a mask. I don't want to be asking him to do what I don't feel like doing myself.

I've got a wetsuit on board. Tanks, regulator, fins, and weight belt. I've got everything but the mask and snorkel. It's with me in case I get a line wrapped around the prop, but it's not going to do me any good without a mask.

We're having leftover butternut squash risotto for dinner tonight. It's our last dinner before Campbell River.

We're within twenty miles of town and yet too remote for good cell coverage. I'll have to upload this post with the Sat-phone.

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