September 1, 2022 By Andrea Downey-Lauenburg

Anchoring close to Beqa/Fiji Islands. We had a nice dinner on deck. Ken is showing off his latest underwater shots. I don’t dare to move since Cheyenne, after a long day of swimming and diving, snores in my lap. I don’t know how she got there exactly, but I don’t mind at all. Maze is helping the cook to clean the table. Our two new sailors dozed off on the mats at the stern of the boat. These days at anchor are precious, since the whole crew is together for a few hours instead of having day in day out half the people sleeping under deck. Socialising at the dinner table is part of crew building in such a confined space.