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Daily report, Thursday
September 4th
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Tagging on the windsurfer:
the Police is on it’s last legs
Position at 4H30 (Paris) :
11° 02 S / 102° 14 W
It’s like a large desert, there are no more birdes,
no more sea breams since two days, “they must have returned
to the 100th meridian" , another blow from the Ministry
of the Sea that did not renew their visa cards…Remain
the waves and the sun, who show solidarity for the intermittants
of the light. So a shower at the end of the day is the minimum.
“I am wearing the same clothes since my departure, namely
a month, but rest assured I did change a layer 2 weeks ago
only”! It is not surprising that she is covered with
pimples, “but they disappear at night and I only see
them at the end of the day!” This is due to the Lycra
that rubs against her skin all day. Now you understand why
Raphaëla insisted to cross the Pacific on her own, no
need to get dressed up for the evening cocktail! Suddenly
I wonder if this is why all the birds left, those French are
incorrigible !
The wind was less strong than
yesterday but this did not prevent her from covering 35 milles
in 7H30of navigation, "I calculated that I was less fast
than yesterday".But suddenly, panic on board, "damn,
I am in pitch black can you still hear me?,I reassure her.
She pressed her knee against the switch on the electrical
board, maybe she thinks I cant see her anymore…
As a result, in the middle
of the Pacific night she starts thinking again about these
sumptuous birds that she saw two days ago, large birds with
black tails and and an extraordinary flight . It is strange,
they rise up from nowhere, very high up in the sky, and they
carry on by diving towards the windsurf board and then make
spins”. Airline pilots do just like them! "They
catch flying fish as they leap up in the air, and one of them
had his eyes larger than his stomach. He caught a fish that
was so large that he soared up heavily again. He no longer
knew what to do with this burden …". Usually they
swallow their prey in a stride.
Raphaëla installed a space
dedicated to sports on the board. "I do stretching exercizes
with my knees lying on my stomach and I bring my foot back
on my back side. ". I would like to inform you that Guy
created this board accordingly to Raphaelle’s scale,
her foot passes “just”under the ceiling, 40cm
high…She did not do these kinds of exercizes on the
Atlantic and she follows the advice of her physiotherapist
kiné Jean-Claude Belot to the lette. “Then I
stretch my fingers by laying them down flat on the bottom
of the board. ". At the same time she can look at the
painting that her sister made for her and that Guy stuck on
the ceiling with epoxy (the painting not the sister, bravo
the artist! NO risk for the painting to move from there!.
Raphaëla decided to make
small strokes on the ceiling to count the days go by, “I
make groups of seven marks”. Just like Joe Dalton in
his cell at Painful Gulch : I I I I I I I
"Oh, so you write on walls now??"
"well why not, it is my board aint it ?!".
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