Singing and Stars

Last night was a singing night – and that is when you know life is getting to be amazing. 

It’s my guilty pleasure… singing when I am deck alone at night. And the thing is I couldn’t hold a note to save my life. But on nights as good as last night you just can’t hold it in.  The air changed at some point last night from a heavy moist wind that had been weighing me down to a drier lighter alternative. It promised the good times were coming close and immediately made Superb seem lighter through he waves. Having not seen a full sky since leaving Le Havre, the clouds completely cleared and wall to wall stars shone so brightly when I looked up at my mast the twinkly LED of my navigation light though millions of miles closer to me, seemed to blend into the blanket, my mast head was just one more star. 

And the thing about starlight is that it’s bright – bright enough to sail by, it shows definition of the waves and the sail shapes in differing shades of grey and silver. It’s gentle and soft, and makes everything seem calm. 

Superbigou was powered up, cutting through flat waters, heeled over, there was no slamming and no aggression. She was fast and smooth. 

The thing is when you are alone on deck and it feels that good then happiness has to burst out somewhere so for me that is belting some tunes that have soul. I love to sing songs that are totally unattainable, Aretha Franklin is way up there and even if I was a singer that would be a punchy call. First, I double checked that Ys was asleep – normally I am on my own and it’s only the ocean that has to translate this truly awful sound into happiness. The volume may have been a bit lower than usual but the feeling was there. 

I’ve always loved sailing fast at night, but sailing this huge, powerful, beautiful boat in the middle of the ocean, under the stars is breathtakingly amazing. I could do it forever. It is me in my home.