Safe and sound

Cape Town lights that twinkle bright, welcome me to the most southernly place I’ve ever visited. The freshness in the air reminds me of home. This is also the least amount of humidity I have experienced in over a year and it feels good. The porthole is dirty after a 17 day sail of salty powerful winds thrashing against it. This morning It tells a new story of life In the shadow of Table Mountain. If only mountains could talk. I would love to hear that story.