Josin’s cruise 2022, #21

A loooong trip to the dentist.

With hindsight, that embarrassingly accurate view, I maybe needn’t have travelled, but I’m glad I did. Bit of a break, to see the countryside from a different angle, but so incredibly fast! After weeks of 5 knots (10 km/t), anything faster was confusing.

So, the tooth. By the time I got to the dentist’s chair, almost all discomfort had abated, but that was after several bits had broken off, leaving a deep hole. A bit embarrassing to answer the logical question: No, no pain now. My smiling dentist reminded me gently that when she had filled the same tooth some months ago, she had recommended a crown, so that’s what it will be, a little later. A temporary filling, wave the plastic, and back out into the sunshine.

So, next morning, kind neighbour Norma drove me to an early train, and I was back in Josin before teatime. It was blowing hard, so there was no incentive to move, and the rain came later to keep me there until after lunch the next day.

We ventured forth, (now sunday), in less windy conditions, but the seas were still running from the previous NW’erly. An uncomfortable pitchy/rolly motorsail to Varberg, where there was just a Josin-sized spot between the 40 footers. (Sometimes it pays to be small!). More rain during the night, and forecasts which tell of better sailing this afternoon, so we wait awhile and enjoy a leisurely morning, and lunch.

Next goal is a short, hopefully sail, to the anchorage at Skallahavn, where we enjoyed a quiet night on the way south.

Must take a walk, the weather clearing, and find some fresh sourdough bread for lunch.

Alls well: