Am I smooth yet?
I feel like a rough stone in one of those polisher tumbler thingies being turned over and over. I wonder if the stones feel as mushy brained as I do? We are sailing on twelve foot seas right now (as I am typing this the keyboard is sliding back and forth, time for new velcro).
Unfortunately, due to a very ill-timed act of Mother Nature (I WILL be filling out her comment card), we had to leave Yokosuka a day early. Apparently a typhoon is rolling in. Generally, when large weather systems form, while everyone else is holing up in their basement we Navy ships get underway to go have fun on the rough seas. Smacking around in ten to twenty foot seas on the open ocean is unsettling, but even six foot waves can cause damage when you are moored to a concrete pier.
Time to go run a GQ drill... woo hoo!
Unfortunately, due to a very ill-timed act of Mother Nature (I WILL be filling out her comment card), we had to leave Yokosuka a day early. Apparently a typhoon is rolling in. Generally, when large weather systems form, while everyone else is holing up in their basement we Navy ships get underway to go have fun on the rough seas. Smacking around in ten to twenty foot seas on the open ocean is unsettling, but even six foot waves can cause damage when you are moored to a concrete pier.
Time to go run a GQ drill... woo hoo!