Daily report #112

Hanging and strangling.

The good technique is to put a noose on someone and drop the person from a sufficient height. The neck breaks. Then it's over. If the neck doesn't break, it's hanging and strangling. And that's nasty. Strangling is much more nasty to watch than using the right technique produces. Hence the bag over the head so as not to traumatize the spectator. The hanged man also experiences a more terrible end, but he probably hangs there for a reason. Hopefully. Death by hanging is still regularly practiced. As a deterrent in countries that are a little less far from outright barbarism than you readers and us sailors.

We are also in a, proverbial, sticky situation. We can't use the right technology. We want to sail straight to the North, but the trade wind here does not allow it. And as usual, it is not a constant wind but it fluctuates quite a bit, which means that you go further and further west and then north again and then west again, etc.... the only constant is that we are fairly constantly further from our course line. And that is distance that we will have to make up again as we move east. It bothers us, it depresses our mood. Somewhat. We don't really feel strangled. But we sail around. Again. But they used to do that too. At least tonight, if we encounter a calm, we can wake the donkey and get him to move forward.

Ate a spicy bean dish this afternoon. Can we make soup again tomorrow?

Greetings Mark and Ton