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The quickest way to get a watch on deck

After two days at sea the crew is beginning to turn a bit pink with a bit less sun cream than needed being applied and the demand for after sun is very high this being said every one has a great tan! Cabin fever is starting to set in and the joy of attaching clothes pegs to people without them knowing is the greatest entertainment to be had.

Blue watch is getting a massive work out with variable winds causing the need for hoisting sails then dropping sails. You know what they say though; Sun's out, Guns out.


White watch have started the Rona dance club with many sing along bangers and every one joining in for a boogie.

Red watch have been slaving away in the galley with amazing breakfast muffins giving everyone a smile to start the day and coco pop cakes for happy hour although this did leave us a change from the lovely sunshine to more classic British summer weather, and by that I mean rain.

The skipper is also debating changing the call for "emergency stations" to "Whale" as this seems to be the most efficient and definitely the quickest way to get all of the crew out of bed with life jackets on and up on deck.
This morning saw a whale giving us a lovely wave with its tail as it dived down and the crew of the Rona II soldiered on.

P.S - The crew is calling out to parents for them to top up their phones as they have been texting too much and phones are not working.

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